Christmas Eve with the Hall’s was amazing. I loved Zach’s family; they were so different from mine. I believe that my Father was trying to build a family like the Hall’s created, but he overshot with his extreme religious views and lost us.
Zach and I were whirring down the highway in his little VW on our way to Mom and Pop’s house. Instead of my new, cherished ugly Christmas sweater, I was wearing the one Mom Nicholl’s knitted for me a couple of years ago (that was her thing. Knitting sweaters for the people she held dear) over my St. Joseph medal. We talked for a while about our holiday when Zach said, “So do you think you could live there?”
“Live where?” I asked as I looked at him with a confused expression on my cold face.
“In my hometown. I mean, nobody seemed to have a problem with me being gay, so maybe moving back and being the mayor if my dad runs for Governor could be real… I know it’s stupid, but I used to think about that when I was a kid.” Zach said as he drove. He wasn’t proposing or anything, just making casual conversation. I could tell he was starting to see that being gay didn’t have to limit his dreams.
‘Yeah, I guess. I mean, if I can’t be first man of the country, I could be the Mayor’s husband” I said. Zach laughed.
“But then again, living in Arizona near your family would be awesome too” Zach said. “Do you think about stuff like that? Like what you’ll do after college? Where’ you’ll live? And… um… who you’ll be with?” Zach was taking in a more serious tone.
“Yeah, all the time. But we’ve got three and a half years left of school” I replied. I was afraid he was leading up to something, like a proposal. I wasn’t ready for that yet. We were way to young.
“Do you think about a future with me?” he asked.
“I do, but a lot can happen in three and a half years, Zach” I said looking at him with a serious face that was meant to say, ‘don’t you dare propose to me yet Zachary Nathaniel Hall.’ He seemed to get what I was saying.
He smiled, gave me a peck on the cheek and just said “Good. I think about a future with you too.” That made me smile. I wasn’t ready to marry the doofus yet, but I loved the hell out of him and I’m glad he saw me as more than a temporary distraction.
With the serious conversation out of the way for the day, I hooked my phone up to the car’s Bluetooth and we called Cam to wish him Merry Christmas. He sounded happy as fuck. He was healing physically, and therapy was helping him heal emotionally. He and Adam (his RA) were talking every day and had become great friends. It was clear Adam was working through his own guilt, along with some other issues… he came out to Cam and told him that part of the reason he didn’t come to his rescue was he feared out himself. It didn’t make what he did right, but it made things clearer to me. Like I said earlier… Cam forgave him (but I hadn’t). Cam was so excited for his move to Milwaukee. He was flying in on New Year’ Day, Zach offered to pick him up from the airport since he planned on being in town to bring in the New Year with me.
After we hung up the phone Zach turned on the radio and Bruno Mars came on. Zach put on his sunglasses and we both started singing loud and horribly “Too hot, hot damn! Call the PO-lice and the fireman. Too hot, hot damn! Make a dragon wanna retire man…” We were belting it out and dancing in our seats as Zach sped down I-94 passing car after car along the way. My ringing phone interrupted our sing along, it was Kev.
“Hey Kev, What’s up?” I answered.
“Tell him Matty” Kev’s voice blared over the car’s speakers
“SLOW DOWN!!!” Matty yelled, then said our names, blue car, zoom, and some other words I couldn’t quite make out.
“What’s he talking about?” I said confused as Zach and I listened on the Bluetooth.
“You guys just passed us in that little VW going like 95 miles an hour. Matty recognized you instantly and has been yelling for you! Slow the F – U – C – K down!” Kev said. I forgot that they had spent Christmas Eve with Randy’s family just about fifteen minutes from the Hall’s. They were on their way to Mom and Pop’s too. “We’re in the gray SUV behind you” I turned back to look and saw the lights flashing. Both Zach and I waved and could hear Matty screaming through the phone with glee when he saw our hands in the air.
Zach started laughing, then apologized for his reckless driving. He got in the left lane and slowed down until they caught up to us and we were side by side, still on the phone. Matty was screaming our names, babbling about a blue car, and waving his tiny little arm off, god I missed his smile. Scotty was squealing and waving right along with his big brother. We got behind them and followed them the rest of the way while we talked on the phone and told them all about our night with the Hall’s. Before we knew it, we were pulling up to Mom and Pop’s house. I got Matty out of his car seat, and Zach grabbed Scotty who clung to him for dear life; that is until he saw Grandma Nicholl’s, then he went nuts reaching for her. Grandma Nicholls trumped everyone. The boys LOVED her. We handed the kids off to Mom and Pop as everyone came out to greet us and help us unload the cars. It was flipping freezing out there.
The house was decorated with different sized lights and every tacky Christmas ornament ever invented. It was so different from the elegant display at the Hall’s, but it was festive as hell, and I loved it. Growing up in Texas, Christmas was always a very solemn occasion where the only decoration was a manger, and our day was spent in prayer. I remember my first Christmas at Mom and Pop Nicholls; It was a real family celebration. Every inch of the house was decorated shamelessly with colorful, tacky ornaments. The place was loud and full of laughter. They went all out, and I was amazed at how much the family just loved being together, I loved every second of it.
As we were unloading the car, Brad came up and wrapped me in a bro hug that warmed my body, my heart, and my soul. Scotty started unloading the over-stuffed vehicles, and Eli came out of the house in his shorts, he must’ve been freezing his ass off! “ZACH ATTACK!!! YOU CAME BACK FOR MORE” He yelled as he handed my boyfriend a mug of hot chocolate spiked with Peppermint Schnapp’s and put his arm around his neck getting him in a half-nelson. Brian was in Tucson spending holidays with Olivia’s family, so he wasn’t joining us this year, and my sisters both had boyfriends and were spending the holiday with them. I was bummed that we weren’t all together, but there was more than enough family chaos to distract me!
We moved out of the cold and into the house, the interior was decorated as tackily as the exterior. I had already warned Zach that Mom Nicholls was into tacky, he was in awe of the spectacle! It was so loud in the little house… such a contrast to last night at the Hall’s. We went from quiet, tasteful elegance to loud, tacky, insanity. Our families were so different... but they were both awesome. We added our gifts to the uncountable number already under the tree in the family room. Mom Nicholls was already giving Zach the third degree and shoving food in front of us. It was the third Christmas we had spent with them, it felt like home to me.
Just as we got settled in, Scotty’s sister Joanie, her husband Dave, and their new baby Paulie drove up. Everyone went back outside to greet them just like they had us. Baby Paulie was born about two months before Scotty. Mom and Pop had their three grandbabies in the house together for the very first time. These people cherished family more than anything and were in heaven. I watched Zach as he melded into the chaos. God, he fit in so perfectly. After a couple hours of hanging out, eating, drinking, and just generally reveling in togetherness… we opened gifts. It was loud and fun. One of my favorite moments was when Zach opened the sweater that Mom Nicholls made him. He looked around the room and suddenly realized he was the only one there not wearing a Mom Nicholls original. He donned it proudly and without hesitation. I couldn’t take my eyes off the guy as he interacted with my family, his white smile lighting up the tacky room, and his hazel eyes alive with energy. As everyone was opening gifts, Zach ran out to his little VW and got a bag with a bunch of similar looking packages and handed one to me, each of my brothers, Kev, and Randy. He told us to open them together. It was a picture that Mauricio had taken of all of us in Kev and Randy’s living room on Thanksgiving with Zach and I sitting in the middle holding the babies. Zach framed them beautifully, It was an incredible sentiment and of course everyone loved it. I had learned that weekend that the Hall’s were very thoughtful gift givers, and they cherished family as much as we did. I could see being part of that family forever. Like I told Zach earlier, it was still early in our relationship, and we were way too young to be thinking forever, but I was.
After opening gifts everyone split up before dinner. There was a group watching some game on TV, another group in the street playing football (Zach was with them), and a group in the kitchen getting dinner ready. I was in the kitchen with Mom Nicholls, Joanie, and Kev. “So, how was your first semester?” Joanie asked.
“Awesome! My grades are good, and I love Milwaukee.” I answered as I stirred the contents in the bowl I was holding tightly.
“And…?” Mom Nicholls asked. I just gave her a blank look not sure what she was fishing for.
“The hot guy playing football in the street, dumbass!” Joanie said as she continued to work “Give us the scoop.”
I smiled broadly without effort as I did when the subject of Zach came up. “What about him. He’s awesome.”
“But he drives like shit” Kev said as he looked up from what he was doing with a shit eating grin on his handsome face while the other two laughed and looked at him for an explanation. “These little shits passed us on I-94 this morning, they had to be going almost 100 miles an hour. Matty spotted Seth instantly as they zoomed past and started yelling ‘SLOW DOWN SETH’!” Kev had everyone laughing. “But seriously, Zach’s a great guy. At thanksgiving he and Seth took the boys to the zoo, Scotty just freaking loves him!” He added. Then I took over and told them about Zach, our friends, Christmas Eve brunch at the country club, Christmas Eve with the Halls, etc. They all listened intently and asked a lot of questions like they always do. At the end of my babbling, there was a lull in the conversation and after a little silence I said, “I talked to my mother and father last night.”
A look of concern formed on Mom Nicholls face as she put down whatever she was working on and wiped her hands on her Christmas Apron. “How did that go?” She knew I hadn’t talked to my father since we left Texas almost three years ago. Just then Brad came into the kitchen to help. Mom Nicholls filled him in on what I had just revealed, he looked at me like the rest of them were and awaited an answer.
“It went well” I said making eye contact with Brad as I continued to stir. I knew he was worried. “It was actually a very nice conversation. He asked if I was happy, I said yes then I asked him the same and he said he was working on it. He sounded human again. I’m glad I called.” A sigh of relief came over the others.
“Good for you” Brad said as he exhaled. I’m sure he was expecting my dad to have said something mean, or spiteful, but he didn’t. He was almost pleasant. “Eli called him last month and said he had a good conversation with him too.”
“Maybe he’s changed” I said with hope in my voice.
“I spoke to him right before your graduation and he was still himself, and Mary called him over the summer and ended up hanging up on him, she said he was still a prick.” Brad said. Mary was my older sister. “It sounds like he’s trying, but old habits die slowly.” That was pretty much the end of that topic, we went on to talk about happier things. We spent another hour or so in the kitchen then went back into the family room, by that time everyone was back in the house, and they were all watching the game. Pop had Paulie on one knee and Scotty on the other… Mom went in and grabbed Scotty from him. The family was just enjoying being together. I got to thinking about my mother and father and what they were doing today. It saddened me. I wish things would’ve turned out differently, but I was thankful that I had two other families that loved me.
Dinner was incredible and fun. I loved how loud our family was when they were all together. The Nicholls/Westin clan was loud, gave each other a lot of shit, and could not possibly love each other more. Brad and Scotty finding each other was the best thing that ever happened to my family.
It was getting late, and we were packing up Zach’s car to head back to the dorms when Kev and Randy came outside with the boys. Matty was all bundled up in his winter coat and was holding up an envelope in his little mittened hand. “Merry Christmas, Thank you for babysitting us” he said with words I could barely understand. Matty was just two and talked like crazy, but he was still mastering the language and it took some effort to completely understand him.
“This is from the boys. Thank you for all the times you took care of them, we couldn’t have made it without you last summer.” Kev said.
I took the envelope from Matty and opened it “a hotel reservation?” I said as I read the paper. Zach smiled knowingly; he was obviously in on the surprise.
“We couldn’t let you spend Christmas night alone in an empty dormitory” Randy said, “So we called Zach and told him to pack his overnight bag. We got you a hotel room in downtown Milwaukee for the night.”
“We gave Brad and Scotty the same thing for their first Christmas together. The same room in fact.” Kev said, “We hope you guys have fun.”
“Don’t tell grandma” Matty said clear as a bell, and we all laughed. I thanked the guys; it was such a thoughtful gift. I was so excited just to be alone with Zach for the night, and not in the creepy, empty dormitory all by myself. We made one last trip into the house to say goodbye. Mom Nicholls packed up a mountain of leftovers for me and we hugged everyone goodbye like we were never going to see them again. It was always hard to leave my family but having Zach with me made it easier.
Zach beeped the horn and flashed the lights of his little car to say goodbye as we pulled out of the driveway and hit the road.
“So, you knew about the hotel?” I asked Zach.
“Yeah, Kev called me last week to make sure we didn’t have other plans. He said it was killing them to picture you alone in the dorms.”
“This is awesome. We haven’t had a night with just the two of us in a while. I’m excited!” I exclaimed as Zach drove through the cold, snowy night. He kissed me, blasted the stereo, and put the pedal to the medal. We were just about an hour away from our destination, but the way Zach drove we’d be there in about 35 minutes! We sang with the radio the entire way there.
When we pulled up to the stoic looking hotel we were met at the door by the valet. We took our bags out of the car and headed towards the front desk. I gave the clerk my ID, I was afraid they may not let us stay when he saw my age, but he didn’t seem to bat an eye. He gave us the keys and we rode the elevator to the top floor, found our room and opened the door. Wow, the room was beautiful! We put down our bags and grabbed a couple of sodas from the mini fridge. There was a little sitting area in the room, we sat on the leather sofa and just talked. We compared our two Christmases; they were so freaking different but both so incredible. We talked about each other’s families, our siblings, our parents, our childhoods. We had really come to know each other over the past several months, but this was different. Now we were learning about each other’s pasts and talked about what made us who we were, the moments in our lives that helped defined us. I don’t think we had ever had such deep conversations before, it brought us even closer together.
We talked for hours that night as we sat on the couch. We were sitting next to each other, eyes locked, our faces just inches apart. “I love you, Seth” Zach said quietly.
“I love you too, Zach” I said back in a breathy whisper.
“I know we’re not even twenty yet, and this freaks you out, but I’m bound and determined to spend the rest of my life with you.” Zach said gazing into my eyes and stroking my cheek.
My heart loved what he was saying, but my head was telling me that we were way too young to be so serious. Hell, we just started college, I didn’t even know what the hell I wanted to major in! I started to protest. “Zach we’re way to young, and… “
Zach put his finger to my lips “Who the fuck cares?” He whispered. “Yeah, we’re young. Yeah, we have a lot to accomplish and millions of decisions to make along the way. The only thing I know for sure is that I want you with me.”
His words made my heart beat rapidly. My head and my heart were in total conflict. I felt the same way, but I knew that so many things could change and push us in separate directions. “Zach, who knows what the hell will happen in the future. I love you but...”
“There is no but, Seth. I know we’re going to go through some shit over the next several years, but I’m convinced that we’ll end up together. Look at us! Look at all the shit you had to go through in your life to be sitting here with me right now. Think about how many different decisions and twists of fate have happened to bring us together… The little Texas church boy and the Wisconsin jock.” Zach said, his eyes never leaving mine.
He was speaking from his heart, and I was still thinking with my head, although it was getting harder and harder to be the voice of reason. He was right. We were an unlikely pairing, yet perfect together. We balanced each other out, we made each other better. “I feel the same way, Zach” I whispered, “But…”
“No buts. We’re gonna make it. It’ll work” Zach said as he kissed me. Our tongues danced as our passion took control. I pulled his sweater up over his head and started to strip him. Within a minute or so he was naked in front of me, his perfect ass sticking to the leather of the old sofa. We stood up and he started to strip me. Soon I was standing there wearing nothing but my briefs and the St Joseph medal his parents had given me. Zach lifted the medal over my neck and set it on the table next to the sofa, then he knelt before me and lowered my briefs. I could feel the hot breath of anticipation on my growing member as he moved his face closer to my genitals. Oh my god I wanted him.
He kissed the head of my yearning manhood and it jumped upon contact. Zach looked up at me and shot me a smile as he ran his tongue down my shaft and started to lick my balls, his eyes never leaving mine. It felt amazing! He moved back up the shaft to the very tip of my now fully erect cock. After licking around the head for a while, never taking his eyes off mine, he engulfed me fully taking my entire length deep down his throat. He gagged a little but kept going, massaging me with his throat muscles, got it was amazing. He pushed me down on the sofa, never letting my engorged cock leave his mouth. Once I was seated on the sofa Zach pushed my legs back exposing my now familiar pucker. He let my cock spring free from his mouth and put his tongue to work on my hole. He licked up and down my crack, then started concentrating on my little pink hole, making circles around it, driving me crazy. My hole opened and contracted in response, I hooked my elbows under my knees and pulled my legs back giving him unfettered access to my most intimate area. He started poking his tongue in and out of me, tongue fucking my sweet hole.
Then he stood and flipped me over. I was bent over with my feet on the ground, my body over the sofa, and my hands resting on the back. Zach took his hands and pulled my ass cheeks apart exposing my hole to the chilly air, then he blew on it. His warm breath made my hole contract, opening me up. He took the opportunity to shove his tongue back into me and continue his tongue fucking. Oh my god it was amazing! I moaned and shoved my as back begging for more. The sensations were indescribable
and I remember wishing at that moment that his tongue was two feet long, I wanted it to take over the inside of my body. Oh my god I was in such ecstasy. I could have stayed bent over that sofa with his tongue up my ass forever, but I wanted to return the favor. I wanted to drive Zach out of his mind with ecstasy.
I reluctantly stood up, flung my arms around Zach kissing him passionately and deeply. I turned us around and pushed him onto the sofa. He sat the with his legs opened wide, I knelt before him and engulfed his raging cock, taking it deep down my throat fighting my gag reflex. He groaned and pushed my head down as far as it would go raising his hips to push himself even deeper. He was lost in his own lust for me, he wanted me as much as I wanted him. Up and down, went my head. Up and down, went his hips. He was on the edge, ready to explode when he stopped pumping and pulled my head up.
“I want you inside of me, Seth” Zach said. His eyes were begging for it. I stood, grabbed his hand pulling him off the sofa and led him to the bed, reaching in my bag for the bottle of lube along the way. He jumped up and laid on the elegant burgundy and gold comforter, resting on his elbows with his head propped up on two pillows. He looked so fucking sexy! The room was dimly lit by one small lamp. The light shimmered off the dusting of blonde hair on his legs and arms, and his smooth chest glistened. I got on the bed and moved on top of him, bringing my lips to his. We kissed tenderly as I subtly lined-up my engorged flesh with his tight, tight hole. I squeezed some lube into my hand and lubed up my throbbing shaft while loosening his hole with my index finger at the same time. I worked the lube up and down my shaft and in and out of his hole.
Zach moaned in pleasure as my finger stimulated his hole and my tongue stimulated his mouth putting him into a lust induced frenzy. I very subtly removed my finger as I pushed my cockhead into him. He gasped into our kiss as his sphincter expanded to accept me. I kept kissing him as my hips pushed forward, moving me deeper into his hot, tight passage until my balls nestled against his smooth ass. He pulled me tight as he moaned “Fuck me. Fuck yes!” But I didn’t, I didn’t fuck him. I made love to him and was cherishing every sensation and every pulse. Our bodies worked together and melded into one as I moved in and out of him, it was such an intimate moment between young lovers. We were each other’s world right then and it felt right. I continued to pump into him, moving harder, but still lovingly. We made love for a long time, at least twenty minutes, neither one of us rushing it or wanting it to end. Finally, I shot my load deep inside him, breeding him. It was a powerful orgasm and the release felt amazing. I kept pumping as my cum turned into natural lubrication and made my strokes smooth and effortless. My cock was sensitive and Zach’s hole squeezing around it made me writhe in pleasure and a little pain.
I pulled out of Zach and laid next to him. He rolled on top of me, kissed me, and whispered, “my turn.” Then he put a couple up fingers in his own hole and scooped out some of my load and wiped it on his cock, then dipped his cum soaked finger in my hole. I couldn’t believe it; Zach was lubing me up with my own juices and getting me prepped for entry. As we kissed, he lined his cock up perfectly with my cum-prepped hole and pushed. I grunted as he continued to move forward into my channel until he reached bottom, then he pulled back slowly leaving just the bulbous head of his member in me. He repeated his movements slowly, again and again driving me insane with each push and pull. My body writhed and twisted as my lips pushed hard against his and my hands latched on to his firm buttocks and pulled him into me.
He moved in and out of me slowly and steadily for a long time until finally quickening his pace to coax his orgasm out of himself. I squeezed myself around him, gripping him as tight as I could trying to milk his load from him, then finally… FINALLY he shot deep inside of me. I felt every pulse of his cock as the warmth of his essence continued to shoot and fill me. Zach kept pumping even after he had emptied his balls into me. I don’t think either one of us wanted it to end. Zach rolled off me and we laid side by side on the big bed, both of us exhausted but satisfied. We fell asleep with me spooning Zach’s muscular body.
We woke up about 8AM the day after Christmas. “Hey, get up” I whispered to Zach. “I gotta work at 10:00.
“We’ve got plenty of time” Zach said in a sleepy voice, but we really didn’t. We only had two hours to get showered, dressed, eat breakfast, go back to the dorms, and unload the car before Zach dropped me at Starbucks for my shift.
“We gotta get rolling. The holiday’s over” I said flinging my legs over the side of the bed.
“Don’t say that” Zach said as he pulled me back in. “The last couple of days with you have been awesome, I don’t want it to be over yet” he whined. “Skip work and come home with me.”
I laughed, it felt good to be wanted “I can’t, I need the money. Besides, I’ll see you on New Year’s Eve.” I got out of bed again, this time pulling him with me and into the shower. We got under the warm water and let is splash over us as we soaped each other up enjoying the closeness and intimacy of it all. God, I loved this guy so much. The next few days alone in the dorms without him were gonna suck. Maybe I should’ve gone to Arizona for the break, or maybe home with Zach. I started thinking about skipping work and going back home with him, but I couldn’t. I already promised I’d work while everyone was home for the holiday, and besides… I really needed the money.
After we showered, dressed, and checked out we got into Zach’s little car and went to Ma Fischer’s for breakfast. The greasy food hit the spot. I stared at Zach the entire time; I really didn’t want him to go home. “You know, you really can skip work this week and come home with me, my parents would love it” Zach said.
“Stop!” I said “You know I want to, but I can’t. I already promised Adam, I practically begged him to let me pick up the extra shifts. I can’t back out now.”
Zach sighed as we paid the check “Yeah I know, I just don’t want to leave you here.” We left the restaurant and headed back to the dorms. The place was deserted. The front doors were locked, and I had to use my key to get in, and there was no one at the front desk. We walked through the lobby with all my stuff and got to the elevator, There was only one other person around. We got up to our floor, it was eerily quiet. We made our way through the silence to our suite and into my room. All the leftovers Mom Nicholls packed up stayed cold in the car, in fact they were all frozen. Zach unloaded them into the minifridge in my room. Zach went into his room to drop a few things off while I got ready for work.
Zach drove me to Starbuck’s, I barely made it on time. “I don’t like you staying there alone, Seth. It’s freaky with no one there.” He said as he pulled up to the curb to let me out.
“I’ll be fine” I said, but I really wasn’t looking forward to being there alone. I kissed Zach goodbye and went into work. I got to the door and watched the little blue VW drive away with the love of my life. The next week alone was gonna suck.
To be continued…
