Simply Red

Zach’s Perspective

 It took us almost five fucking years, but it we finally made it to our wedding day. My mom was driving us crazy obsessing over every detail, poor Seth was a nervous wreck for the last six months, but now that the big day was here and he seemed totally at ease with everything. I think he was even enjoying himself. The ceremony was just spectacular with so many of our friends participating. Neither of us wanted a big spectacle of a wedding, but we both had to admit… we were loving every minute of it. And it meant a lot to my parents to be able to do this for us.

When we got to the country club there was a lone protester waiting for us. I decided to greet him with kindness. Hey, at least the guy stood for something; as misguided as it may have been. After we greeted him and brought him some water, we went into the tent for cocktails for a few minutes. The cocktail hour was for people to kill time while we took pictures, once we finished the photo shoot and arrived at the club it was time for the reception to begin. My mom hired a string quartet to play at the church and during cocktail hour, but a DJ for the rest of the night. She and my dad ushered all the guest up to the ballroom and had the wedding party wait outside until everyone was in. Once everyone was inside the huge, elegant ballroom the DJ put on some loud, bold entrance music and announced the wedding party couple by couple starting with Mary and Eric. They danced onto the floor hamming it up as the crowd cheered, the DJ then announced Brian and Gina and they worked the crowd too, he went through the entire party including the kids and ended with Max and Brody, our best men. Finally, with all our groomsmen and bridesmaids lined up creating an aisle for us to make a grand entrance he shut off the music and the lights and announced in a loud announcer-like voice, “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the dance floor for the first time as husband and husband, Mr. Zachary Hall, and Mr. Seth Westin-Hall!!!!” Then he played my favorite song, Bruno Mars’ Uptown Funk, and followed us with a spotlight as we dance our way in… and dance we did. Seth and I had worked up a simple routine for our entrance, just a few steps to make it look like we knew what we were doing. The crowd went wild as we danced in sync through the aisle created by our friends. Once we made our grand entrance the entire wedding party started to dance. At the end of the song, the DJ told people to find their seats, then put on some mellow background music and took a break until after dinner.

We hadn’t eaten a damn thing all day and finally sat down to an incredible surf and turf meal. I’ve heard people say that they couldn’t eat on their wedding day from nerves, or whatever… we didn’t have that problem. We were at a long table at the front of the ballroom with our wedding party and their significant others seated around us. We were facing the rest of our guests who were seated at round tables of ten with amazing centerpieces at each. Seriously, my mom spared no detail or expense. I looked over at the table where my parents sat with my grandparents, Scotty and Brad, Mom and Pop Nicholls and Brooklyn and Maddox. My mom was just glowing, she loved having kids at her table, and she was a pro at working a crowd of strangers. Someone clinked their spoon against a glass and several others joined in prompting us to kiss. Damn, Seth looked so handsome that night (even more so than usual), I was the luckiest man on earth to have landed such a perfect life-mate. Max and Brody made a heartfelt best-men speech together. They talked about how we all met, and how our relationship had inspired them. It was truly beautiful. My dad and Brad also got up and made speeches, everyone was there to celebrate us… it was very humbling.

We were both looking over the crowd watching folks laugh and talk as they ate dinner. Seth and I were served first and finished first so we got up and went table to table talking to our guests as they enjoyed their meal. I noticed that as the rest of the wedding party finished eating, they did the same. Even Brody and Elliot, the two shyest people I knew were mixing and mingling.

Seth and I made our way from table to table greeting our friends and family and shaking hands with what seemed like a million strangers. One of the “joys” of being the son of a politician was that you were always on at events like this. Every family celebration included colleagues and constituents, so I was used to meeting strangers and being in the spotlight… for Seth it was a new, uncomfortable task, but he handled it like a trooper. I tried to make sure that between the strangers he had a chance to talk to familiar faces so he didn’t feel overwhelmed. There were several local and state politicians there, seated among what seemed like every human Seth and I had ever met. Seth’s eyes lit up when he saw his mentor from Milwaukee, Dr. Aaron sitting with his husband and two kids. Seth had worked for the Dr. for about two and a half years, he helped Seth immensely, giving him hands-on experience, helping him get his work published, and even setting him up with another Psychologist in St Louis for a job when we moved. His husband Bill was a lawyer and acted as a mentor to me as well, not to mention that I coached their son’s soccer team. We spent several minutes talking to them, then we moved to a table of local politicians and thanked them for coming, then onto the table with my parents, grandparents, Scotty and Brad, and Mom and Pop Nicholls. They were Kev and Scotty’s parents and had done so much for Seth and his family, and we had spent every Christmas day with them since we met; they were family. After them we hit a table of city employees and colleagues of my dad’s, then over to talk to our Landlords from St. Louis Chip and Alec who were sitting with their parents and a few friends from St louis who made the trip. Chip was Scotty’s old college roommate. He, his husband Alec, and their parents were our family away from family in St Louis. Alec’s moms were the ones who got me active in local politics. Another table of my parents’ friends was next, then we talked to Elliot and Cam’s parents who were sitting with a couple of the Arizona guys. Throughout the night we continued to pepper in people we loved among the obligatory friends and colleagues of my parents. But no matter who we were talking with, Seth was charming as hell. He preferred intimate settings over big crowds of strangers and I know he was dreading being in the spotlight that night, but damn if he didn’t turn on the charm and work the crowd like a pro. He started to relax and seemed to be truly enjoying himself.

“You are really working this crowd” I whispered to him as we moved table to table.

“I consider it training for when I’m the First Man of the U.S” he said making me smile as he moved us forward to the next table. By the time people had finished eating, we had hit almost every table.

After dinner it was cake cutting time. You should’ve seen the cake… Four. Fucking. Tiers! It was so huge that the two little grooms on top almost got lost. We cut it and mom forced us to feed each other for the photo op… ugh. Then it was time for our first dance, we chose an old classic, ‘You’re The Best Thing That Ever Happened To Me’ by Gladys Knight. It was over sixty years old but summed up exactly how we each felt about the other. We danced, then my parents and Scotty and Brad joined in. By the end of the song the entire wedding party was on the dance floor. The DJ played another slow ballad, then a couple of good dance tunes, then the inevitable Chicken Dance… A mandatory on the playlist of any Wisconsin wedding. God, I hate that damn tradition but had to admit watching Mauricio, Marc, and the other guys from Seth’s Arizona village out there doing The Chicken Dance was hilarious. Everyone was having a freaking great time. I had shed my jacket shortly after I got on the dancefloor but was sweating like a pig and after about twenty minutes on the floor, I decided to take a break and get a bottle of water. I left Seth dancing with our friends.

I bellied up to the bar and Eric was standing there drunk as hell, and Hunter was pissed. I tried not to listen to their conversation, but I c aught parts of it… apparently Eric promised not to drink at the wedding and now he was soused. “Hey Zach, I hate to bother you, but is there a chance I can call the shuttle to take us back to the hotel” Hunter asked.

“The limo is out there; I can get him to take you” I answered. Hunter thanked me and had a look of gratitude on his face. I went out to the curb to give the chauffer instructions and load the guys up. “I’ll see you guys in the morning” I said.

“Oh, I’m coming back” Hunter said in a pissed off tone. “He’s the one who got drunk, his bad judgment isn’t going to ruin my night.” With that I said goodnight to Eric, told Hunter we’d see him in a few, shut the door, and the limo drove off. I went back to the reception to find Seth. He was having a drink at the bar with Brody while the others danced, I filled them in on what was going on with Eric. Brody just shook his head and told us about a conversation he had with Eric the night of our bachelor party. It sounded like the guy had an issue. Poor Eric, He really was a good guy, but he just couldn’t seem to get his shit together. We had all hoped that Hunter could help get him on the right track, but after a couple of years together it seemed like Hunter was starting to get tired of it too. We talked with Brody for a while before my dad whisked us off to meet some people, then my mom grabbed us to meet some other people, etc. For the next hour Seth and I talked to a bunch of strangers and thanked them for coming. We needed a break!

“C’mon” I said pulling my husband down an empty hallway with our drinks in-hand. It was June in Wisconsin which meant the coatroom would be abandon. I open the door, pushed Seth in and kissed him “I just needed to get away for a minute” I whispered.

 “Um… looks like we’re not the only ones” he replied with a grin as he motioned behind me with his head. I looked in that direction and there was Eli with his arms around Riley, looking at us like two deer in the headlights. 

“What the fuck?” I said out of sheer reaction.

 “Um… we were just leaving” my sweet little sister said with an innocent smile and raised eyebrows as she took my new brother-in-law by the hand and pulled him out of the cloak room. I saw Riley as my baby sister, but in reality, she was just two years younger and frankly an amazingly confident, smart, and beautiful woman. Eli (whom I absolutely loved) was just a year older than me and a genuinely good guy, so… I guess I shouldn’t have been all that surprised.

“What the fuck was that?” I asked Seth.

He just shrugged and said, “Hmm, I never thought about those two together, but it kinda makes sense.” The he kissed me, “Riley’s been telling me how hot I am for years, now she met a straight version of me” He said with a laugh. “They’re adults, let ‘em have their fun.” He was right, I just decided to put the Eli and Riley thing out of my mind. Hell, it was none of my business anyway, I just hoped no one would get hurt. After they left, Seth turned to me and said “Thanks for getting me out of there. I’m having a great time, but I needed a breather.” We just stood there and held each other for a while resting our heads on each other’s shoulders. Seth let out a big sigh, then said “Okay. I’m ready to go back in and be the First Lady again.” With that we headed back to the ballroom.

 The mood had changed drastically, from sophisticated to kind of raunchy. The music was loud as fuck, and all our friends were on the dancefloor, including Hunter who was back from dropping Eric off at the hotel. Riley wad front and center grinding up on Eli to some song I had never heard before… the bass was pumping, the words were explicit, and the volume was loud. My mom was having a fit and trying to get the DJ trying to bring things down a notch. The raunchy music was obviously Riley’s work. Mom and dad always saw her as this sweet, innocent little thing, but that was hardly the case… she was smart, gorgeous, and knew how to turn it on. Plus… put a couple of drinks in her and a show her a hot guy like Eli and she’s total trouble. We helped mom get control of the situation again, then left our friends to have their fun on the dancefloor as we continued to mingle with our guests, there were so many people! After a couple more hours of shaking hands the crowd started to thin out. We had been at each other’s side almost the entire night and had talked to literally hundreds of people. “I’m ready to go to the hotel whenever you are” Seth said as he pecked my cheek. We had a room for the wedding night at the hotel where our friends were all staying, my parents dropped off my car with our overnight bags in it at the hotel on their way to the reception. Seriously, my parents took care of every little detail for us that night.

We made the rounds one last time, saying goodbye to the few people left… most of them were our friends and we planned on seeing them all again at my parents for brunch before they all left town. We got into the limo to head back to the hotel, Max, Brody, and Hunter got in with us.

“How’s Eric?” I asked Hunter. He just rolled his eyes.

“Hunter, can I ask you a question?” Brody asked quietly.

“Sure” He said with a dimpled smile. He seemed to know what was coming next.

 “Does Eric really have his drinking under control?” He asked in his deep accent with a concerned look on his face.

 Hunter took a deep breath before he answered “No. I don’t think he does. I tried to get him into AA after Vegas, but he convinced me to let him try to get it under control on his own first, he seemed to be handling it well.” He paused and took another deep breath before continuing, “But I found a fifth of gin in his dad’s barn last time I was examining the cows. He claimed it wasn’t his, and it might not have been… they have several farm hands working for them, but honestly, I’ve been having a hard time believing him lately. I told him if he got drunk this weekend, I was driving him to an AA meeting when we got home. He seemed to be doing good until tonight, but what the hell do I know. I think he’s become a master at hiding it.” Hunter’s bright, positive face was burdened, he loved Eric and this was killing him. “I’ve asked him to move in with me several times, but he keeps saying no. I think it’s because it’ll be harder for him to hide his drinking from me.”

 “So how do We help?” Brody asked without hesitation. I know Eric pissed him of in Vegas, and in general was a thorn in his side, but Brody was a genuinely good guy, and Eric needed help, so he was ready to be there for him.

 “I have no clue.” Hunter answered. “Maybe just talk with him, I know he respects you, and frankly you intimidate the hell out of him, maybe he’ll listen to you.” That got a laugh out of the three of us. Brody? Intimidating? Brody’s only like 5’4” and 125 pounds soaking wet, and was one of the quietest, sweetest guys I’d ever known. He never said much, but if you pissed him off, he’d let you know… and Eric had pissed him off more than once. Brody said he’d try to get him alone before everyone left town and push him to get help. By the time the conversation had ended we were at the hotel.  Brody and Max tried to tip the chauffer but her refused… mom and dad had handled EVRYTHING. They had even checked us into our room, dropped off our luggage, and left a key waiting for us. We said goodnight to the guys, and a few others we knew in the lobby bar who had just gotten back from the reception then got into the elevator alone.

 As soon as the door shut, I pushed Seth up against the wall and gave him a passionate kiss. I pulled back and asked “So, how was it?”

 “A-fucking-mazing” He said with a hug smile as he kissed me again. “I would never have planned something so insanely extravagant, but it was fun, I even like being the center of attention. It was really… just… I don’t know, wonderful, I guess. But I still feel bad about your parents dumping so much money into it.”

 "That was their choice” I said. “They have the money and wanted to do it, just let it go.” Then I kissed him just as the elevator door opened. We made our way, put the key in the door, and FINALLY we were alone. We were both tired, but we were going to consummate our union come hell or high water. Seth started setting the mood by turning on one dim lamp in the corner, hooking his phone up to the speaker in the room and playing some quiet, sultry music in the background. Then he reached in his overnight bag and pulled out a candle setting it on the nightstand and lighting it. We came together and stood in front of the luxurious king bed and kissed, slowly stripping one another of our wedding duds as we did. We were completely naked as we kissed, moving our way to the shower as we did. We decided to take a quick shower together to wash the remnants of our big day. We were tired, but the water washing over was giving us both a second wind. Seth rubbed the shower gel over my muscular body starting with my shoulders, then my chest and abs, then he reached around and got my back and moved down to my firm buttocks. He didn’t mis and opportunity to brush is fingertips up and down my ass crack before he moved back to the front.

 He massaged my cock and balls with the gel, soaping me up and waking my manhood. He got down on his knees and soaped up my inner thighs, calves, ankles, and the tops of my feet, then he moved his way back up my thighs and cupped my balls with one hand and stroked me with the other as he stood.

 He kissed me as he fondled me, then I returned the favor soaping him from head to toe. We ended up standing under the water stroking each other as the water rinsed the foamy gel off our young, newly married bodies. “Let’s take this to the bedroom Mr. Westin-Hall” I whispered into a tender kiss. Then we dried each other off and moved into the other room. I went reached into my overnight bag to grab the bottle of lube and set it on the nightstand then looked over at Seth. He was standing there in a leather jockstrap. “Holy fuck” I muttered in a guttural voice under my breath, yet out loud all at the same time.

 “Glad you like it” He said with a sinister smile as he tossed me an identical one. I chuckled and pulled it on. “Fuck, you look hot in that” He said as he made his way over to me and embraced me, clamping his hands onto my bare buttocks as he pushed his leather-clad crotch into mine. We kissed… Damn! We had kissed an uncountable number of times over the last almost five years, but… Damn! I saw freaking fireworks. There was a passion between us like never before. We couldn’t get enough of each other as we devoured each other’s lips, our tongues danced, and our hand groped.

 I turned Seth so that his back was to the bed and I pushed him down onto it, I went down with him and my full body wait was on him. We laid like that for about five or ten minutes, the Seth moved to the center of the bed. I kissed his body sensually from head to toe (in the order). When I got to his clean, beautiful, perfect feet I kissed them. The I sucked on the toes of his left foot, then his right. He was moaning and writhing as I licked my way up his inner thigh to his still leather covered package. I worshipped his body with my tongue never touching his cock but making him hard as a rock. The tip was sticking out of the leather pouch so I gave it a quick lick as I moved between his legs and lifted them to his chest. His sweet, freshly-shaved pucker was winking at me in the dim light and I couldn’t resist. Damn, no gay man could’ve resisted it. I lapped it with my warm, wet tongue making him shiver and moan in anticipation. Before I knew it my light licks and lapping had become an out and out tongue fucking as I darted my way in and out, his ass ring contracted with every touch and his moans got louder and louder as he lie there holding his knees to his chest with his eyes closed.  I was so lost in what I was doing that I lost all track of time and its concept. We seriously could’ve been there for hours for all I knew. I finally couldn’t take it anymore. I stood on the bed and took off the sexy jockstrap Seth had given me and remained there naked with my hardon in front of me.

 I got back on my knees grabbing the bottle of lube as I got into position between Seth’s legs once again. I line myself up and pushed in. Seth grunted, still lying there with his knees pulled to his chest. “More, please” he whimpered like a wounded animal. I obliged and pushed steadily forward until I bottomed out inside of him. I pulled back just a little, then pushed forward repeatedly. Seth was moaning and whimpering and begging for more. I leaned forward and we kissed passionately. “Yeah, keep doing that” he begged. “Yea, faster, harder, more” I followed every command as we made love. “Oh, shit Zach, I’m gonna cum!” he said in a whispered yell. I hadn’t even touched his cock other than the little lick I gave the head which was still sticking out of the leather pouch. “mhmmmmmm” he whimpered into our kiss adding an amazing vibrating sensation as his nails dug into my back. A warm sensation came over my abs and chest as he shot his seed between us. His sphincter grabbed my cock tightly as I continued to pump in and out of him milking the load from my balls. I shot hard and deep inside of him and kept pumping. His hole was slick with my juices and the tip of my manhood was sensitive, the sensations were amazing. I pumped as long as I could until I finally went limp. Neither one of us wanted it to end. I collapsed on top of him as we both breathed heavily. Finally, we got up, Seth peeled off his leather jock and we jumped back in the shower to rinse off.

 We put out jocks back on before we got in the bed (just because). I spooned him as we said our I love yous. “You and me forever” I whispered in his ear.

 “You and me forever” I whispered back. Our big day was over, but our life together had barely begun.

 

To be continued…

 

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Author's note: Hey all, I know the last couple of chapters had little to do with the Max and Brody, but I couldn't pass up an opportunity to give an update on all the characters to this of you who have been with the story since the very beginning. For those of you who joined the story with Simply Red, feel free to go back and read Exploring My True Self, Adulting, Losing My Religion, The Pride Crew, and Off Campus if you want to learn more about the other characters. And of course, feel free to ask questions. Thank you all for reading!