RayRay’s (Rusty’s) Story
It was Christmas mornin’ n’ we was sittin’ on the floor at Beany’s house opening presents with his family. It was a damn free for all with wrappin’ paper n’ ribbons flyin’ all over the damn place, n’ his little sister Lucy yelling shit like “Thanks Santa, this is what I always wanted” before she even knew what was in the box. It was… well… to use Seth’s words, ‘holiday chaos.’ Beany was expectin’ things with his family to be awkward, but they weren’t at all, in fact everythin’ seemed natural, they loved him, no matter what Shirley made y’all think.
But if y’all wanna talk awkward, let’s talk about Christmas Eve at my sister’s house. We were havin’ an awesome time with my sister’s family. Her kids Benny n’ Lili were so excited about Christmas, n’ Santa comin’ (yeah, n’ yeah, havin’ their uncle(s) there too). We were all havin’ a great time. They made me n’ Beany feel like we belonged there. Showin’ us every present they opened, n’ includin’ us in the fun… it was a great night. Then… outta the blue, my mom n’ dad show up. Debbie didn’t invite ‘em or nothin’, they just showed up with some gifts for the kids. Funny thing is, they barely even said hi. They just handed me n’ Beany their presents to put under the tree, like they knew we’d be there, then just sat there, n’ watched the kids open them. They didn’t talk much, didn’t interact with the kids, didn’t even seemed surprised to see me n’ Beany there, they were just kinda there. Oh, n’ get this… I aint seen ‘em since they kicked my ass out for being a big ole’ queer, n’ they didn’t even mention a dayum thing about that or even ask how I was. When they left, they barely said goodbye.
After the kids were in bed (they begged me n’ Beany to tuck ‘em in, hail that was so much fun. Benny made us read him a damn story three times), we went down to the livin’ room, drank eggnog, n’ talked with my sister n’ Dave. “I am so sorry about mom and dad coming” Debs said. “I had no clue they were going to be here. Hell, they never stop by like that, they barely even know the kids.” I thought back to when they were there, I mean, like the kids were polite and thanked them for the Christmas presents n’ stuff (it was all clothes), but they weren’t all that excited about seein’ ‘em or nothin’. That was weird, ‘specially considerin’ how the kids was all over me n’ Beany… like they knew us forever. It wasn’t the kids that were weird, it was my parents. “They’re just cold people,” Debbie said. “They go through the motions of loving their grandkids, but there’s no real attachment there.” Then we started talkin’ ‘bout our childhood… I realized they were the same way back then. They put a roof over our heads, n’ made sure we had whatever we needed, but they didn’t take no joy in bein’ parents. They worked hard runnin’ the farm, n’ we were more of a bother than a joy to ‘em… like an obligation. It was a harsh realization, but dayum, it put things inta’ perspective for me. I felt better about my relationship with ‘em, I always felt guilty that we weren’t closer, like I did somethin’ wrong, but I realized that night that I wasn’t the freakin’ problem. They were.
That night in bed, I said “I love you” to Beany. I did it because I did… I did love him. I also did it because I refused to be like my parents, I wanted the people I loved to know I loved ‘em. Is that weird? Shit, I don’t care if it is.
Anyway, it was Christmas mornin’ with Beany’s family. Man, all I could think was ‘how in thee hail could Shirley be such a bitch with this family around her? They’re awesome.’ Little Lucy was lost in the magic of Christmas, her older siblings were laughin’ n’ havin’ fun just bein’ together… I aint never seen Beany smile so much. He was like a pig n’ shit. His dad just sat quietly in a chair and watched as ever’body opened gifts, laughed, teased each other, and hugged, n’ Shirley busied herself in the kitchen avoidin’ all the love n’ merriment. It was easy to understand why Beany missed m’ all so much. He was havin’ so much fun with his brothers and sisters, so I left him to the fun an decided to go help Shirley.
“How can I help, Ma’am?” I asked politely as I walked up behind Shirley.
“Oh, you startled me, Rusty” Shirley said then wiped her hands on her apron. “You can pour those jars of pickles n’ olives inta’ that lazy Susan over there” she said without turnin’ around. “Waah your hands first.”
“Um… it was really nice of you to have us here, we’re havin’ fun, n’ it means a lot to Maverick” I stammered out, she was hard t’ talk to. ‘Mmmm hmmm’ was all I got back from ‘er. “Y’all must be happy to have Ronny home for Christmas?” I asked tryin’ to start a conversation. All I got me was another ‘mmmm hmmm.’ Yup, she was still a bitch. But fuck it, it was Christmas, so I decided to tell her all about what an awesome guy Beany was, n’ about his great job at BroMax Farm, etc. Hail, she could shut me out and treat Beany like some kind disease, but I was gonna make her hear all the good shit too.
Eventually she got tired a’ me talkin’ n’ asked “You gotta job, Rusty?” So, I told her about my business and made sure to tell er’ how I could never have done it without Beany helpin’ me with the rent, and all the work of getting’ the thing up n’ goin’. I dunno if I got through to her or not, but I sure as hail tried.
We all had a great breakfast together, then hung out with the family until it was time for dinner. Beany’s Dad was a man of few words, but he seemed happy to have his son home. When it was time for bed, I went t’ the guest room and Beany was supposed to bunk with his brothers… well we ended up hangin’ with his oldest brother Bubba, n’ his sister Ronny in her room up in the attic all night. It was like a damn sleepover… But like I said, Beany was like a pig n’ shit, wallerin’ in the attention a’ his family. It was past midnight when I left the three of ‘em t’ hang out and went to sleep in the guest room. The next mornin’, I woke up to loud noises in the kitchen. Beany, Bubba, n’ Ronny were still up, n’ makin’ breakfast for ever’bpdy. Shirley heard m’ all and went in there mad as a hornet that they stayed up all night n’ took over her kitchen, so she was given m’ all hail. The best part was that they all just laughed her off, she was losin’ her control over ‘em all. All in all, it was a great visit with his family.
Beany n’ me said goodbye to this family, then hit the road to Bowling Green to meet up with Sams n’ Marcus. I’d been drivin’ for a little bit when Beany hugged me n’ said, “thanks for comin’ with me. I had an awesome Christmas.”
“Me too” I said back. “I’m glad you talked me inta’ it. We should do it again next year.” That made him smile.
He was busy looking at his phone tryin’ to find somethin to do in Bowling Rock. “There aint nothin’ to do there” he said. “The hotel looks nice, but it aint close to nothin’ and I don’t’ see no gay bars or nothin’ like that.”
“Sams said he had a plan” I said n’ kept drivin’ while Beany kept lookin’ for shit t’ do. Well, we pulled up to the hotel and Beany texted Sams. ‘We’re in 305, come up’ he texted back. We made our way to the room, Sams and Marcus were in the hallway waiting for us.
“MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!” Sams yelled as we walked towards the room. “I’m so happy to see you guys” he said, and I knew he meant it cuz’ is face was lit up like a damn Christmas tree. The four of us hugged hello, then went into the room... um… Day-um. Sams got us a huge suite with a lounge area with couches n’ a giant TV, two huge king beds (one for us, one for them), even a little kitchen that the guys already turned inta’ a bar with a buncha’ snacks n’ shit set out.
“I couldn’t find shit for us t’ do ‘round here” Maverick said.
“We figured we could eat at the restaurant across the street, then just hang here” Sams said.
“I set up the PlayStation on the big screen TV in the lounge” Marcus added.
“O hail yeah, I’m in” I shouted makin the other guys laugh. That sounded like the perfect night t’ me. Eatin’, drinkin’, n’ playin’ video games with a coupla’ hot friends… I was all in. Me n’ Marcus grabbed the controllers and started playin’ games. Sams n’ Maverick poured us all drinks and then they sat out on the balcony and talked while we played. By dinner time we were all buzzed, so we ended up orderin’ pizza n’ stayin’ in. We never left the damn room but we had so much damn fun drinkin’, talkin’, n’ takin’ turns playin’ video games. The night ended with the four of us jumpin’ into our beds drunk… Sams n’ Marcus got in their bed, n’ me n’ Mav got in ours right next to ‘em. We talked some more, eventually it got quiet, and the lights went out.
I was holdin’ Mav like a big spoon when I got a hardon. “I feel that” Mav whispered. I just chuckled in his ear, wrapped my arms around him tighter, and pushed my hardon against his ass. He was whisperin’ quietly for me to stop cuz’ the guys were only a few feet away, but then we heard some quiet grunts, n’ some rustlin’ in the sheets on the other bed. There aint no doubt that Marcus and Sams were goin’ at it too… I wanted to look so bad, but instead I just pushed harder against Mav who was reachin’ back n’ squeezin my dick. I was harder n’ parallel parkin’ a combine on a city street. His hand was wrapped around my tool, although barely, I’m a thick boy… Maverick freaked out the first time her saw my cock, now he takes it like a champ.
“C’mon, suck it” I whispered.
“Hail no, they’re right there” he whispered (you know they heard him). I finally looked over at the other bed. Holy fuck.
“I don’t think they’ll give a shit” I whispered as I watched innocent little Sams go down on Marcus’s big black tool. That big black tool was a big green light for me. I whipped the covers off us, got on my back and pushed Mav between my legs. All four of us was lookin’ at each other tryin’ to read the room… no one stopped what we were doin’, we just kept goin’ at it. I finally felt Mav’s hot tongue on my meaty, cum-filled balls. I was watchin’ Sams suck on that big ole’ cock, gotdamn it Marcus was huge! Mav moved down to my taint and gave it a quick lick before movin’ his way up and taking my head into his mouth. I was in ecstasy as I looked over at Marcus… he was watchin’ us! Our eyes met, then locked as our boyfriends sucked our cocks. I put my hand on the back of Maverick’s head, pushed it down, then pushed my hips up. Marcus shot me a grin… this shit eatin’ grin, then did the same thing to Sams that I was doin’ to Mav. I gotta say it was fuckin’ hot watchin those guys do what we were doin’ while they were watchin’ us do what they were doin’… damn, that was a sexual tongue-twister.
The room was dark n’ quiet ‘cept for some gruntin’ n’ slurpin’ noises, n’ an occasional ‘fuck yeah’ or ‘keep doin’ that’ from me n’ Marcus. We stayed that way for a dog’s age, then Maverick got creative. He pulled his mouth off my dipstick n’ straddled my chest, feedin’ me his cock, he was lookin’ down at me with a grin on his face, n’ I was lookin’ up at him with his cock in my mouth. That boy was fuckin’ my face, I swear he was tryin’ a choke me... I was good with that y’all! I grabbed his ass and pulled him deeper down my throat. When he stopped the attack on my uvula, he flipped around and sat on my face. While he was doin’ that I caught a quick glimpse of our buddies in the next bed… they was doin’ the same. I gotta good look at their equipment as he switched positions… dayum. Sams had a nice cock and great ass, but like I said… Marcus had a huge cock, he was about the same size as me (I was a big boy). Yeah, I was checkin’ em’ both out, but Maverick was gonna make sure my attention was on him. He flipped around n’ planted his fine ass on my face. My tongue went up his hole, n’ his mouth covered my monstrous manhood. “oh, fuck yeah Beany, suck that cock.”
“Eat that hole” he growled back at me as he pushed his ass against my face even hard.
“Fuck yeah, eat that hole” Marcus commanded under his breath from the other bed. My view was obstructed by Mav’s ass in my face, but suddenly Sams appeared in my sight. He’d jumped off Marcus n’ was standin’ at the side of the bed, he gave Mav’s ass a hard *smack*, that sent Mav the fuck over the edge! Dayum he was suckin’ n’ strokin’ my cock like there weren’t no tomorrow.
“Suck that cock” innocent little Sams whispered. Marcus showed up in my sight line next, he was standin’ next to Sams, now I couldn’t see a hell of a lot, but it looked like the guys were strokin’ each other as they got off on watchin’ us. That was fuckin’ hot as hail. Sams timidly put his hand on Maverick’s ass and softy rubbed it as he watched us, Marcus gave it another firm smack. Jesus H. Christ on a cracker, Mav went gotdamn crazy!!! He was movin’ his mouth up n’ down, suckin’, n’ chokin’ on my big cock while I kept eatin’ his sweet little hole. He couldn’t get enough.
“Fuck me, Rusty” Maverick said… nah he didn’t say, that horny lil’ pony begged! “Fuck me now, Rusty.”
“Fuck yeah, do it” Marcus whispered, he was ready for a show.
I smacked Mav’s ass as he jumped off me, then he got on all fours on the bed. “Get next to him” Marcus whispered to Sams. The two kissed, then Sams jumped on the bed next to Maverick, they both had their faces in the pillows and their asses in the air.
Marcus got behind Sams, the two of us looked at the asses in front a’ us. “Gotdayum” I growled, then spit on my cock. Marcus did the same. We both lined our big cocks up to the two tiny holes and pushed in… both guys kinda squealed n’ groaned into their pillows. I was watchin’ Marcus’s big black cock go out of Sams’ tight little hole, I swear that big, thick cock was gonna split him in too, it had t’ fuckin’ hurt, but Sams just begged for more… it was so flippin’ hot.
Meanwhile, I was buried balls deep in Mav when Marcus said, “that’s so hot” then he stuttered a little bit, “um… I’ve never seen a white cock that big…. Um… or red pubes.” I chuckled at that. He looked up at me, then back down at my cock. “Um, can I touch ‘em?” he asked. I just grinned and nodded… yeah, my red pubes were a fetish thing for some guys. Marcus reached out and gently pet my red pubes. Not one to miss an opportunity, I reached out and touched his big, black tool. The two of us were fuckin’ our boyfriends and feelin’ each other up at the same time. Underneath, Mav, and Sams were stroking each other… we were two separate couples, but we were kinda connected as we fucked.
After a while, the two guys flipped onto their backs, n’ me n’ Marcus fucked ‘em missionary. They wad their ankles on our shoulders and we were pumpin’ the fuck outta those two guys. They were strokin’ themselves n’ each other, their hands movin’ from cock to cock. I felt the cum boilin’ in my balls and workin’ its way up my shaft, “I’m gonna’ shoot y’all.”
“Shoot on my face” Sams almost yelled. I looked at Mav and he nodded his approval, so I pulled out, moved to the other side of the bed, n’ shot my load right on Sams’ face.
“Holy shit” Marcus moaned as he pumped harder into Sams’ ass, “I’m coming too.”
“Shoot on my face” Mav yelled. Holy shit, I didn’t expect that, but hail, why not? When in Rome… Marcus looked at me for approval… he got it. He pulled out of his boyfriend and moved over to the other side of the bed and shot all over Maverick’s face. We finished our couples fuck session with me n’ Marcus suckin’ our boyfriends cocks and swallowin’ their loads. The four of us cleaned up, got back into our beds, n’ went to sleep.
The next mornin’, we all got up n’ went out to breakfast like nothin’ ever happened (but it did. It did happen, n’ it was hot as hail!). After breakfast n’ agreein’ to meet up again (oh hail yeah, we were doin’ that again… hopefully more next time), we all said goodbye, n’ me n’ Mav headed back to my sisters. On the way home, we talked about what happened. Neither of us saw it comin’, but no regrets. Well maybe one, we both kinda regretted that we didn’t do more shit with em’. “Next time” Mav said with a grin.
When we got to Deb’s, the kids were excited to see us, it was hard to say goodbye. I promised the kids I’d come back n’ see ‘em again soon, n’ I meant it. I wanted them to know me… not like my parents.
Next, we went over to Maverick’s house to say goodbye to his family, n’ pick up Ronny to take her back to the airport with us. Ever’body was sad to see us all go… even that bitch Shirley seemed sad. Ronny n’ Maverick had a tearful goodbye at the gate for her flight back to Boston, then we walked over to our gate and boarded our flight back to Wilmington.
“Are you glad you came?” Beany asked me once we were in our seats.
“Yup. Even gladder you were with me” I answered. It was the best damn Christmas either of us had had in a long, long time.
To be continued…
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