The Village

Zach’s Perspective

After all the shit we’d been through over the past month, I couldn’t wait to get away from it all and just kickback by the pool in Arizona. I was dreading the plane ride with two kids, but I have to admit it was so much freaking fun! Everything was so new and amazing to Freddy and Izzy, and they were in awe of it all. I couldn’t stop recording it… constant smiles and laughter for the entire five hour plus trip. Freddy even charmed the pilot into a tour of the cockpit before we took flight. We kept them occupied with iPads, books, etc. on the plane and they were both awesome… I mean we were in the air for over five hours without temper tantrums or even a complaint. Every time the flight attendant brought them a drink or a snack, they were quick with a sincere ‘thank you,’ I was impressed. But when we got to Brad and Scotty’s, the real fun began. The kids freaked out when they realized there was a pool in the yard. Izzy wore this hideous pink bathing suit with a 3D flamingo on the front and ruffles on her butt that she and Gina talked Seth into buying for her. She wore it with pride and a smile. Add water wings, a hat to keep the sun off her face, and a pair of tiny sunglasses and you got yourself one of the damn cutest little girls in the world. As for Freddy, he tethered himself to Maddox, Matty, and Scotty. All three of the boys were older and you could tell they weren’t all that thrilled about hanging with a little kid at first, but they did it. They hung out together, played soccer together, played Marco Polo in the pool together, etc. They did a great job of including Freddy and he was loving being one of the big kids.

Our vacation was good therapy for Seth. He was still recovering physically and mentally from the accident, and being home surrounded by friends and family was more healing than any medication or salve. On our first night there, he woke me up in the middle of the night eating my ass out! That was the first time that he initiated anything since the accident. I know he felt scarred and ugly, but he was turning back into Seth again (ugly. Seth?! Yeah, right. There were cuts and bruises, etc., but he was still the most beautiful man on earth to me). The vacation was good for all of us… including the original Arizona village. Those guys had known and taken care of Seth since he was sixteen (almost a full decade), and were all worried shitless since Eli had sent them pictures of the car, and Seth in the hospital after the accident. On Sunday morning the kids woke me up and begged me to take them in the pool, the rest of the house got up with us, and we let Seth sleep in for a change. Everyone (well everyone but Maddox… he was eight and too cool for us) splashed around in the pool having a great time, eventually all the noise and laughter woke Seth.

After a little early morning family time in the pool, we all piled into Scotty’s minivan and went to Jordy’s Café for breakfast. When we pulled into the parking lot, Freddy immediately spotted Aunt Bessie… Aunt Bessie was a 1960, Chatsworth green, Rambler American convertible that had belonged to Scotty and Kevin’s grandfather. His grandpa had worked at the Rambler plant and walked down the line personally supervising the assembly of his car. It was built the year Pop Nicholls (Kevin’s dad) was born so the family joke was that his grandfather had made two babies that year, thus the name “Aunt Bessie.” Kevin’s grandfather babied that car and only drove it on special occasions, he passed it to Pop Nicholls on his wedding day, and Pop gave it to Kev and Randy on their wedding day. There was a lot of history and pride in that old car for the Nicholls family. Well, Freddy didn’t give a damn about the family history, he was just in awe of the beautiful old convertible. “LOOK, GUYS!” he yelled as he broke free of his car seat and ran to check the old car out. Scotty told him about the history and Freddy heard ‘blah, blah, blah’ as he looked the classic over. I saw Kev and Randy watching us through the café window laughing at Freddy’s exuberance.

Inside the café, Kev, Randy, and their boys were already seated, they had saved two tables for us, one for the adults and one for the kids. The rest of the tables in the place were filled with familiar faces. I swear half of Phoenix showed up to see us. Jordy’s was loud and crazy and we were in the middle of it all. Poor Seth, I know he was still sore from the accident and everyone kept coming up and hugging the poor guy, I could see the pain in his eyes with each embrace. He powered through the pain… he was home and happy to be in the middle of people who loved him. Brunch was loud and lively as we caught up with everyone, afterwards we all headed to Kev and Randy’s for the rest of the afternoon, they had invited everyone to come over and hang with us.

When we got out to the parking lot to head back to Kev’s, Freddy ran right up to the old Rambler again and Kevin asked him “Do you want to ride with us?” Oh my god, I thought Freddy got excited about his tour of the cockpit, his ride on the escalator, etc. but that was nothing. That little man went insane.

“For real?! YEAH! PLEASE! CAN I REALLY?!” Freddy exclaimed in a voice so loud that it was hard to believe it came from his little body. His eyes almost popped out of his head with excitement. (Little) Scotty ended up riding with us in the minivan and Freddy took over Scotty’s booster seat in the back of the Rambler next to Matty. He was so excited to ride in that old car (I over course took video and snapped a million pics). Izzy on the other hand LOVED having Baby Scotty in the third seat of the minivan with her. Seriously, poor Scotty. Izzy must’ve said “Scotty lookit dat” a thousand times on the drive over. She tried to get him to sing to the radio but failed miserably, but she didn’t care… she was just happy to have a captive audience. When we got to Kev’s, Scotty couldn’t get out of that seat and away from Izzy fast enough. He unbuckled himself, jumped out of the van and ran into the house for shelter, Maddox followed him in while Brooklyn hung back with Izzy and the rest of us. The old Rambler pulled up in the driveway a few minutes after we got there, Oh. My. God! I had never heard Freddy talk so much, he was so excited and didn’t talk about anything else for the rest of the day. Every one of our friends from the original AZ Village got an earful about his ride in “Aunt Bessie” and they all loved it. Mauricio even let Freddy drag him outside to look at the car, he got some cute pics of him sitting behind the wheel… the fucking smile on that kid could melt a damn iceberg! Meanwhile, Izzy was the queen of the pool party (and that’s an amazing title when you’re surrounded by gay men). At one point Izzy sat in a floating swan in the middle of the pool and yelled “ZEFF AND SACH COME IN AND PWAY!” That was it… from that moment on we were Zeff and Sach to our Arizona friends.

I watched all our friends interact with the six children… damn, they were all so loved. Listen, I know Freddy and Izzy had a mom who tried, but didn’t they deserve more? Didn’t they deserve to be around people who loved them and made them smile, giggle, learn, and be their best?! Could Karen ever provide that? We sure as hell could. My brain started to think about the whole adoption thing differently as I watched them respond to being surrounded by love. I had been thinking that IF Karen HAD to give them up, we could be there for them. Now I was thinking that for their sake, they should be with us. There was a role for Karen in their lives, but was her being the lead parent right for everyone involved? Was it the best option for Freddy and Izzy? No matter how much she may have wanted to keep those kids, she was in over her head, and no matter how much they loved her, being around her had proven to be dangerous in the past and probably not the best option for their future. That day I went from hoping we could adopt the kids to deciding we had to. They deserved a life of love and opportunity and we were their best chance for that.

The rest of that day we hung out at Kev and Randy’s with friends and family, Seth was loving it, but his body was still tired. He passed out in a lounge chair midafternoon and slept for a good hour in the middle of the chaos. After dinner, we said goodbye to all our friends and made plans to see people throughout the rest of our trip, then we piled into the minivan and headed back to Brad and Scotty’s. After the three little kids went to bed, Maddox sat in the kitchen on his iPad (as usual) and the adults bundled up and sat out by the pool. I forgot how cold the desert got at night. Seth was wide awake now, “it sucks that it’s so cold tonight, I could go for a dip” he said as he nursed a cocktail.

“Go” Brad said. “Go to The Resort and hang out by the indoor pool tonight.”

“Yeah” Scotty added. “Soak in the hot tub, it’ll help with the soreness… fucking live a little! You guys have been through hell.”

“But we got the kids” Seth argued.

“They’re passed out, They’ll never even know you’re gone” Brad said.

“And if they wake up, they’ll be fine until you get home… go! We got this” Scotty insisted.

“And take the TT” Brad added. “Leave the car seats and the kids behind and take the night off while you can.”

Seth and I looked at each other, “Well, it would be nice to get a break” I said.

Seth was quiet, then said with a sigh, “I look like shit! I have cuts and bruises on my body, it was hard enough for me to wear a bathing suit around y’all, I don’t know if I’m ready to get naked in front of a bunch of hot guys judging every inch of me.” I knew he was feeling self-conscious and ugly… but he was far from it. Seth was hot as fuck regardless of any souvenirs from his accident. It took the three of us about ten minutes to talk him into it, but we finally did. We snuck into the bedroom to kiss the sleeping kids goodnight then went into the garage and got in the TT. I loved that little car. It was in the forties out but I dropped the top before I started the engine. The growl of the turbo under me sparked a flashback to my first trip to Arizona. It was at Thanksgiving our Freshman year. I remembered Brad had just bought his first new car (coincidentally a gray A4 like Seth’s just a few years older) and he held onto the TT in case one of his brothers needed it, Seth was so excited that his brother finally bought himself a new car. The conversation between the two of them really touched me. Two brothers thinking of each other’s happiness, That conversation inspired me to change my relationship with Riley. Anyway, I backed the old roadster out of the garage and we zoomed through the desert night to The Resort (another thing I experienced for the first time on my first trip to Arizona).

“God, it’s so much fun being back here with the kids” Seth said as we drove through the cold desert night. “Freddy is just amazed by everything!”

“Yeah, and Izzy has no problem being the center of attention in a group of hot men… she’s gonna keep us hopping in about thirteen or fourteen years” I responded with a laugh.

Seth looked over at me as I drove, “Do you really think they’ll still be with us then?” He asked. “I mean, I have my hopes up so frigging high that we can adopt them that it scares me.”

“listen,” I said in a serious tone. “Earlier today at Kev and Randy’s watching all our friends around the kids, my thinking changed. I went from thinking that if we could adopt them, we should, to thinking that we MUST adopt them. They need us.” I said, Seth just listened. “I’m sure Karen loves them and I know they love her, but she’s not capable of providing for them. I doubt if those kids have ever even been outside of that musty, smoke-filled house for anything other than for school or to run errands.”

“Or to commit armed robbery” Seth added. ‘Good,’ I thought. ‘We’re on the same page.’

“They’ve experienced nothing. I mean, their mother doesn’t seem to understand even the most basic rules of parenting like, ‘don’t use a baby as a human shield.’” My voice was getting louder as I talked over the wind and got angrier as I thought about what our kids had been through (yeah… OUR kids). “I don’t want to be THAT guy, the guy that keeps kids away from their mother, but we all know that they need better. They fucking deserve better.” I paused for a moment and noticed Seth had been stroking my leg the entire time I was preaching to the choir. “The bottom line… I’m prepared to fight her for them if we have to.”

I looked at Seth just as I turned into the parking lot of The Resort. “I’m on board 100% with team Freddy and Izzy… Team Frizzy!” He said with a little chuckle for his own joke.

“Team Frizzy!” I repeated with gusto as I parked the sweet little roadster and put the top up. “Moving forward, we are team Frizzy all the way until they are legally ours. Agreed?”

“Agreed! And for the rest of our lives” Seth said.

“But tonight, it’s about us. Let’s relax and enjoy the break while we can” I said before we kissed. “We can look, but don’t touch” I said with a laugh. We both got off on watching the action and even putting on the occasional show, but we didn’t play with others… neither of us felt he need.

“Like anyone would even want to touch me looking like this” Seth said, pissing me off. I got it, he was having a rough time, but goddammit he was still gorgeous.

“Shut the fuck up” I said with love to my struggling husband, “you are by far the most gorgeous man in the world” I truly believed that and ended my statement with a kiss. “Let’s go” I said as we exited the car and walked into The Resort to sign in. The lobby smelled so familiar, a lot like the candle barn at BroMax did some days. We made our way to the locker room in the spa and stripped. I got buck naked and wrapped a towel around my waist, but Seth only went down to his sweatpants and a tank top, keeping the most battered parts of his body covered. I pleaded with him one more time to get naked with me, but he wasn’t giving in so I backed off. We headed to the spa and claimed a couple of lounge chairs in the middle of all the action (me in my birthday suit/him in his sweatpants). The cute waiter came out, took our drink order, and hurried back with a couple of cocktails.

It was a quiet Sunday night with maybe a dozen other guys lounging around the pool and we just relaxed while I let it all hang out. I watched as Seth looked around taking in the other bodies… a couple were perfect specimens, a couple were not-so-perfect, and most were average. Not to be cocky, but from where I was sitting, I was with the hottest. We were there for a while when Seth finally took off his tank top, it was another ten minutes before his sweatpants followed but finally, he was in all his naked glory like the rest of us. I looked over at him sitting to my left and smiled at him as I sipped my drink. “What?” he asked with a shy grin of embarrassment.

“You’re hot as fuck. That’s what” I said as I put my left hand on his thigh.

“Shut up” he said shyly, “I look like Frankenstein’s goddamn monster.” He had a couple of scars and bruises, but nothing major, and compared to about a month earlier when he was lying in that hospital bed, he looked like a fucking dream… damn he had scared me.

“Look around you” I said. “These guys are staring at you ogling… you’re hot as fuck.” I saw one hot guy across the pool trying to be subtle as he watched Seth and slowly stroked his ample slab of man meat. Yeah, it was a little creepy, but hot at the same time. I mean the whole thrill of The Resort for me was that you could be a voyeur or exhibitionist without judgment, it was part of the allure. “look at the guy across the pool” I said subtly, “He can’t take his eyes off you.” I decided to give the guy a little show in hopes of boosting Seth’s ego. My hand moved up his left thigh to his resting serpent.

“Zach, what are you doing?” Seth asked in feigned protest.

“Giving the man a show” I said as the snake in my hand started to stiffen and dance. I stroked Seth up and down, right out in the middle of it all. The man across the pool couldn’t take his eyes off us as my hand continued to stroke, and Seth’s cock continued to grow. The heat and hardness was sending thrills through my own body and it wasn’t long before I was sporting enough wood to build a small village. I continued to stroke him moving my fist from low hanging balls to tip then back again. The whole scene was very hot… but dry. I decided a little natural lubricant would do the trick, I was about to spit in my hand and rub it on his cock but instead decided, ‘fuck it’ and went down on the model of beautifully scarred perfection that was the center of my universe.

“Zach, C’mon! People are watching” Seth said as his hard cock made its way past my teeth, over my swirling tongue, and down my hot, gripping throat. The feel of his rubbery cockhead hitting the back of my throat was transcendent. This whole scene started out as an attempt to make Seth feel desirable again, but I would be lying if I told you I wasn’t into it.

I came up off him long enough to say, “That just makes it hotter” then went back down on him. My tongue swirled as I moved up and his now hard cock. Seth was looking around nervously like he was a little kid shoplifting a Snickers bar from a convenience store and afraid of getting caught.

“Everyone’s looking” he said in a loud whisper. 

I came up for air again, this time with tears in my eyes from gagging on his massive fuck stick. I looked around and he was right, all eyes were on us. The man across from us who was subtly stroking was now openly jacking himself off with lust in his eyes. Several others had joined him, including a hot couple in their late twenties who were sitting a few chairs away. They were both looking our way with their hands on each other’s cocks. Both had dark hair and these piercing hazel eyes that you couldn’t miss. They were one of these couples that looked like brothers… hot brothers. Their bodies were tight, their cocks were hard, and their eyes were on us. Seth was starting to get cold feet until he saw them, then his eyes focused on what they were doing. One of the hot couple took my lead, leaned over, and took his lovers cock down his throat in one gulp. The sucker’s eyes locked with mine as we worked on our lovers. It was like were watching each other for cues as we choreographed our show of pleasure for the small, captive audience around us.

I got to admit it was a major fucking turn on watching the other guy suck cock while I did the same to Seth. Up and down I bobbed, twisting my hand, and twirling my tongue. I noticed the other guy start twisting his hand in the same motion I was. Then he took his lover all the way down and held his head there for a while, swallowing the beautiful specimen inside him. I did the same. “Fuck, yes!” Seth said in a throaty groan as he planted his hands on the back of my head and lifted his hips starting to face fuck me. I was still looking at the other couple and noticed that the guy receiving had his eyes locked with Seth. He mimicked Seth by grabbing his lovers head and pushing his hips up. He and Seth suddenly took over, the two of them were fucking our faces as the four of us locked eyes. They really were hot as fuck. A little older than us, a little darker than us, both fit, both full of lust. “I’m gonna cum” Seth warned as he continued to thrust his hips pummeling himself into my face and down my throat. His warning wasn’t exactly quiet and echoed through the tiled spa.

The other hot recipient followed suit as he wailed (yes wailed), “Fuck yeah, keep sucking Marcos. Take that cock, swallow my seed.” By now the entire population of the pool was stroking faster wanting to climax with us. A few guys had moved closer to get a better view of the action.

“Oh, my fucking god!!!” Seth almost screamed as his hips pushed up, his hands clamped down, and his load shot deep down my gullet. I gulped and swallowed sure to get every drop.

My eyes were shut and my mouth full when I heard, “FUCK YES, MARCOs!” coming from a few lounge chairs away. I opened my eyes just in time to see the hot recipient empty his load down Marcos’ throat. Marcos looked at me and I smiled, my mouth still full of Seth’s perfect cock. Marcos smiled back as he swallowed.

When the show was over there was a little clapping and some cat calls (not to mention a few random loads being shot) in appreciation.

“Holy fuck!” Seth said panting in satisfaction as he tried to catch his breath. ‘I can’t believe we just fucking did that.”

I moved up, gave him a cummy kiss, and whispered, “that was hot as fuck” then added, “All eyes were on you, you are so fucking hot.”

“They were just watching the show” Seth said.

“There were two shows, and you were the obvious star. Goddammit you are so hot” I said before giving him another kiss. “let’s take a shower” I said as I stood. Seth struggled a little to get out of the lounge chair and we each shot a smile to the other couple as my steeled shaft pointed the way to the showers. We held hands as we moved through the spa with Seth’s slowly deflating cock flopping between us.

We were alone in the big, tiled shower room and shared a showerhead as we cleaned each other off. Seth slowly dropped to his knees.

“Be careful” I said. “You’re going to fuck up your knee again.” I loved him and wanted him to feel sexy, but damn I wanted him healed more than anything else.

“I’m fine” he said as he looked up at me, “besides, I owe you.” He took my still hard cock into his mouth. Fuck it felt good! Our eyes were locked as he bobbed up and down my hardness with his mouth and hand milking my ample shaft. It took all of about three seconds for me to shoot my load. My eyes were closed tight and my face pointed upwards as the warm water splashed over us. I was so lost in my own orgasm that I never even noticed that Marcos and his lover step under the shower next to us.

The two of them clapped as I came, waking me up to their presence. “Damn, that was hot!” Marcos said as his lover dropped to his knees and repaid the blowjob just as Seth had done to me. Seth and watched the show as we lathered each other up and cleaned ourselves under the warm water. We clapped at the climax of our new friends show then the two of us dried ourselves and went back to our lounge chairs.

When the hot couple came out of the shower, the walked over to us and introduced themselves as Marcos and Kyler. They ended up moving their loungers near us and the four of us drank our cocktails and talked.

“I can’t believe we did that” Kyler said, “It’s not really like us. But hey, we’re on vacation away from the kids.”

“You guys have kids?” Seth asked. The couple had three kids (all adopted) and lived only about an hour from us in Myrtle Beach South Carolina. “I’m here for a convention and my mother offered to take the kids so Marcos could come with and we could get a break.” Kyler was a hospital administrator and Marcos was a nurse. They were fun to talk to and it turns out we had a lot in common. They were monogamous but liked to watch and be watched sometimes (like us), and were raising kids in the south (like us). We hit it off tremendously and shared our life stories with each other. We talked about our houses and jobs… the couple was extremely interested in Seth’s work with The Village. After about a half hour of lively conversation, we pulled out our phones and were showing each other pics of our kids (I had kept my phone with me in case Brad and Scotty needed to reach us). They told us the stories behind the adoption of each of their kids and we told them about what we were going through with Freddy and Izzy and how we hoped to adopt them. We talked about the meeting with their mother when we got back, etc. It was so weird, we were in the middle of the spa at The Resort, naked, surrounded by naked men, and talking about our kids. Weird, but awesome at the same time.

Marcos asked Seth about his bruises and he told them about the accident. I pulled out my phone and showed them the pics.

“Holy crap! That was just a month ago?” Marcos asked in disbelief. “Well, fuck. You look amazing!” The couple showered Seth with compliments and did an awesome job of getting him to believe he was anything but Frankenstein’s Monster. Before the night was over, we exchanged numbers, and by the time we left The Resort, we had made a new couple friend (with kids) that only lived an hour away.

When we got in the car, Seth kissed me. “Tonight was so weirdly awesome and totally not what I expected” he said. It was nice taking a break from the universe. That night was supposed to be a diversion from the accident, the adoption woes, and everything else. It truly was!

 

To be continued…