Seth’s Perspective
The next morning, Eric and I got into Cam’s Fiat and rode to work together. He gave me shit about our loud sex the night before, then we talked about our holidays. I was wearing my ring but he didn’t notice, but that’s just Eric… he never noticed shit. He had a nice quiet time at home with his family but missed all of us, especially Cam and was glad to be back. He told me that his relationship with Cam seemed like a better fit than him and Max, or even the three of them. Cam was more free and bolder than Max and the two of them had a lot of fun together trying new things. I think both he and Cam wanted a relationship but had some wild oats to sow, neither of them was ready to settle down or commit to monogamy. So, maybe this was the right fit and their relationship would solidify in the future. Who knows, if not it would be fine… Cam had become a much stronger soul since the three of them met and Eric was a go with the flow kind of guy, they’d both be fine. It was nice to sit in the car and just talk to Eric one-on-one, the two of us didn’t spend a lot of time alone together lately, and I missed it.
The workday went by quickly and soon we were back at the flat. I made dinner for the three of us and then Eric and Zach hung out downstairs playing video games while I locked myself in our flat rereading my paper, making notes, asking myself questions and prepping; make that over-prepping for my interview. Dammit, I wanted this so bad. If I didn’t get the internship, it wouldn’t be for lack of trying that’s for damn sure.
By the time Zach and I got into bed it was midnight and a million things were going through my head. My interview was at 10AM, my brain was working overtime and wouldn’t shut down, a good night’s sleep wasn’t in the cards. I tossed and turned, worrying about my interview. Zach woke up in the middle of the night and whispered in my ear, encouraging me, telling me how I had earned this opportunity and there was nothing to worry about, Dr. Aaron’s would see the real me and that would be enough. Zach whispered quietly and calmly for several minutes and I fell asleep with his soothing voice whispering in my ear, and his muscular arms wrapped around me. God, he was the perfect match for me. I ended up falling asleep around 3AM and woke up at 8AM. At least I got a little shut eye. I grabbed a cup of coffee from the kitchen and went through my notes one more time before I jumped in the shower to get ready for my interview. The warm water and the coffee kicked-started my brain and I started interviewing myself in my mind. I went through every typical interview question I could think of, then I asked myself things about my paper, especially my analysis. I continued to prep as I dried off, then brushed my teeth, then got into my suit, even while I tied my tie. I looked at myself in the mirror, I was never more confident and never more unsure of myself than I was at that moment. But hell, this was it. I did what I could and whatever happened, happened.
Zach walked me out to the car and sent me off with a kiss as he whispered in my ear “If he doesn’t hire you, he’s a dumb fuck.” I laughed, kissed him back, sighed and threw my bag onto the passenger seat of the GTI. I had loaded my laptop, two printed copies of my paper, and a manilla folder with copies of my resume and references into the bag the night before. I put Dr. Aarons’ office address into my GPS and headed to Brookfield. About a half hour later I was standing outside his office door dressed in my suit with my bag slung over my shoulder. I arrived about fifteen minutes early. This was it. I took a deep breath, turned the handle, and entered. I was greeted with a smile from the receptionist. “Hi, Seth Westin to see Dr. Aarons” I said in a confident, professional voice.
“Hi Seth, welcome” she answered in a professional voice. “Dr. Aarons is finishing up with a patient, he’ll be with you shortly. Can I get you anything?”
“No, I’m fine” I said taking a seat in his well-appointed office where I waited patiently for about fifteen minutes until Dr. Aarons came out to greet me. He was a lot younger than I expected him to be, I had read so much about him, so much of his work, but I had never come across his age or a picture, frankly, I wasn’t really looking for personal info.
He was very good looking and self-assured. He flashed me a smile and said, “Seth, it’s great to meet you, come on in.” We walked through the doorway and down a hallway with a couple of offices off to the sides, his office was at the very end. “Did you want anything to drink?” He asked, again I declined. He led me into his office. To one side was a large oak desk with a leather chair behind it, and two overstuffed leather chairs for visitors in front. The other side of the office was furnished with a leather couch and two more leather chairs. We sat in the two chairs. “Seth, Professor Ayers speaks highly of you, as you know he shared your paper with me, and your work backs up his praise.” I calmly and politely thanked him for the compliment while inside I was beaming with pride; then we got into a conversation about my paper.
It was a casual conversation. He didn’t go point by point but instead he probed about my hypotheses and the analysis of them, he poked holes and challenged my thoughts and conclusions. He had a smirk on his face every time I answered him, as if to say “attaboy, Seth.” We had an intellectual back and forth and I loved it! I listened intently to his questions and criticisms and felt confident in my answers. He really made me think. After about an hour of mental gymnastics he said, “I like the way you think, Seth. You’ll do well in this field.” Then he started talking details about the internship. Like professor Ayers had told me there would be copying, filing, and a lot of busy work, however, Dr. Aarons often had his patients sign waivers to allow students in the room. I would get hands on experience. “Seth, you have lived through and witnessed a lot of the issues my patients struggle with. You can empathize, that will give you an advantage. If you can suffer through the tedious office BS, I think you’ll like the work.”
He offered me the internship, to my surprise it was a paid internship (I don’t know, I guess I was so damn flattered to be considered that I didn’t even ask about money), it paid more than Starbucks, plus I had weekends free so could keep my other job. I accepted. “Well, it’s not official until Professor Ayers gets approval from the board, but that should just be a formality, they trust him on matters like this.” After that, we just talked about schedules, proper attire, etc. He was a great guy and I really wanted him to be my mentor. He spent almost two hours with me, at the end of our time together we shook hands and he told me that Professor Ayers would be in touch with details. I said goodbye to the receptionist and then left the office. Once I was in the little GTI I let out a huge sigh of relief, and then a loud “YES!” I wanted to call Zach, but I promised Professor Ayers that I’d call him first. It went straight to voicemail so I left a message for him to call me back. Then I called Zach.
“So, how’d it go?” he asked as he answered the phone.
“Fucking great! I got it pending board approval. I fucking love this guy, Zach. Hell, I wanna be this guy.” I said in a voice that couldn’t contain my excitement. I was pounding on the steering wheel as I yelled into the phone.
Zach screamed back with just as much excitement, “I am so proud of you. I KNEW you’d get it.” Just then a call came through from Professor Ayers.
“Professor Ayers is calling me back. I gotta take this” I said and we said a quick goodbye as I took the other call “Hello Professor, thanks for calling me back.” I said.
“Hi Seth, I hope you had a great holiday.” Professor Ayers said, “I’ve already spoken with Dr. Aarons” then he stopped.
Oh my god, he stopped, say something already!! I thought, then just said “and…?”
“Well, I think you know.” He said smugly, “You impressed the hell out of him” I knew that already but wanted to hear someone else confirm it. YES! “I’ve got some bureaucracy to deal with on my end, but there shouldn’t be any issues. He’d like you to start the second week of the semester. You’ll get 3 course credits for the semester, and it’s a paid internship. He said you discussed details so I assume you know all that.” I confirmed that I did. We talked about things for a while and he confirmed that he would be my internship advisor and we’d meet regularly. That worked out well since I was taking one of his advanced classes this semester. Plus, I just clicked with the guy. Between him and Dr. Aarons I had two fantastic mentors. At the end of the conversation, he said “Good work today, Seth. I know you’ll make me proud.” That meant a lot to me. I thanked him for everything and hung up.
The adrenaline was flowing and I was so excited. I wanted to call everyone! So, I called Brad. He answered on the first ring. “So? How’d it go?!”
“I got it pending board approval” I said calmly.
“YES! I knew you’d do it” He said, then he shouted “HEY RANDY, HE GOT IT” I heard Randy cheer in the distance. Brad and Randy worked together and were at the office. “We’re so proud of you, call Scotty, they’re all waiting to hear. I have to get back to it, but we’ll talk later.” I hung up and called Scotty as I whirred down the freeway towards the duplex. I got the same reaction with everyone cheering in the background. I heard Eli yell “Way to go Dr. Dumbass! See you New Year’s Eve” I hung up, then blasted the music and sang at the top of my lungs. I had so much energy oozing out of me. I did it. I fucking DID IT! I landed the internship of my dreams and the man of my dreams in a matter of two days! I was on the high of a lifetime singing and rolling down the slush-covered freeway when suddenly the little GTI started to hydroplane out of control. It slid from the middle lane to the left lane and kept sliding left toward the median. Oh shit! I tried not to panic, put both hands on the wheel, took my foot off the gas and prayed as I tried to regain control. I hadn’t driven in the snow very much and had no freaking clue what else to do. I was inches from the cement median and was bracing myself for the seemingly inevitable crash when the car stopped sliding. I kept my cool and was able to move back to the middle lane. Thank god there wasn’t much traffic or I would’ve hit another car. I kept my foot off the gas pedal and the little GTI slowly moved over into the right lane. I took the next exit and pulled off to the side of the road. My heart was pounding as I sat in the parked car on and unfamiliar street with my hazards flashing. One second everything was perfect, I was happier than I had ever been, and the next second it all could have all been taken away. It scared the hell out of me and suddenly I was less sure of myself. I sat there for at least twenty minutes in silence, shaking. Finally, I pulled back onto the street and resumed my journey back to the duplex, avoiding the highway and taking back roads (thank god for GPS because I had no clue where I was).
I drove slowly and cautiously through the unfamiliar, kind of sketchy neighborhoods. It took me over an hour to get home, but I finally got there safely. When I pulled the little GTI into its parking spot I put my head on the steering wheel and took a deep breath. It was just a little slipping on an icy freeway, something Midwesterners deal with like six months out of the year, an everyday occurrence, but it scared the shit out of me. It woke me up to how quickly everything could change. I lifted my head and looked down at my hands on the wheel and saw my engagement ring. I took a deep another deep breath, grabbed my leather bag, got out of the car, and headed up to our flat.
When I got to the top of the steps Zach flung the door open and pulled me into a tight embrace, “congratulations, I am so damn proud of you” he yelled into my ear so loudly that it made my eardrum vibrate. When he pulled back and smiled that beautiful smile at me, I gave him a weak smile in response. My body was still shaking. One look at me and Zach’s whole demeanor changed “What happened?” He asked knowingly. I told him the story and he tried to talk me off the ledge, “It’s Wisconsin in December, Seth, that stuff happens and you handled it perfectly. The important thing is that you’re safe” He said in a calm, rational tone.
But that wasn’t the important thing. The important thing was that life is short. I could’ve been killed. I know, I know, I was totally over-reacting. But was I? I wasn’t sure… I was freaked out and shaken up. I went into the bedroom and hung up my clothes and just sat on the bed in my underwear thinking. After a while, Zach came in looking for me. “You okay?” he asked. I just nodded. “I was saving this for later, but it looks like you could use it now” he said as he reached in his drawer and pulled out a little bag from Bath and Body Works. I looked inside and pulled out a bottle of eucalyptus and spearmint massage oil, and a candle with the same scent.
“What’s this?” I asked looking through the bag.
Zach pushed me to one side of the bed and laid down a towel in the middle. “Take off your underwear and lay on your stomach on the towel” he commanded in a low, quiet voice as he shut the blinds. Then he put the candle on the nightstand, lit it and put some music on. “You’ve been so tense this week prepping for your interview and I wanted to surprise you with a massage.”
I smiled at him. He had been so damn thoughtful and romantic lately… and full of surprises. He had always been romantic but he had definitely upped his game this week. I stripped and laid on the towel naked. The music and scented candle were calming, I just laid there watching Zach as he took off his shirt, then stripped down to his underwear, damn he was sexy. He got up on the bed, pushed my legs apart and knelt between them. He squirted some massage oil on my back, it was cold and I jumped a little. “Sorry” he whispered as he started to rub the oil into my back. He placed his warm hands on my body, starting just above my buttocks and moving slowly up to my shoulders, stretching his body out above mine as he did. The warmth of his hands and heat emanating from his hard body felt good and cut through the cold air. He moved his hands back down my back, then up again covering every inch with the now warm oil. I heard him taking off his briefs, then he straddled my ass, sitting on my cheeks, his soft cock resting on my ass crack twitching as he continued to rub the tension out of my shoulders. I could feel my own manhood growing beneath me and pushing into the towel covered mattress. I let out a moan, it felt so damn good. “Does that feel better?” Zach asked in a whisper. I just groaned out a ‘mmmmhmmmm.’
I was impressed with Zach’s skills. The pressure was perfect and his hands were performing magic on me, I was truly relaxing. He shimmed down a little until he was straddling my legs, then he went to work on my buttocks. Kneading and squeezing my ass cheeks, one in each hand working out all the tension. He pulled my cheeks apart a little letting the cold air hit my hole, my sphincter opened and closed a little. Now, Zach was using long strokes from my ass to my shoulders, then back down, he folded his hands moving them down my ass trench and just lightly touching my ball sac, then back up putting his palms flat on my back. He repeated this over and over making me hard as a rock. Then he moved his body down and knelt by my feet as he rubbed my legs, turning them into noodles. Up and down them he rubbed; I was zoning out. He grabbed my ankles, lifting my legs and bending them at the knee. He raised my feet until they were level with his lips, then he shocked me by putting the big toe of my left foot in his mouth. He was sucking my toe!!! He gave the same treatment to each toe on my left foot, then moved to the right. Oh my god, it was like my toes were linked directly to my cock and again, it grew hard beneath me. His warm mouth on my toes just did something crazy to me and my body writhed on the bed as I moaned. I heard Zach snicker a little, he was loving this too. After several pleasure-filled minutes of torture he put my feet down, stretched my legs out on the bed as he jumped off and said, “Okay now turn over.”
I did as commanded. I opened my eyes and was adjusting to the candlelight when I looked up and saw a naked, hard Zach smiling down on me. He motioned toward my immensely hard manhood and said, “I see you like your surprise.” I just smiled wide and nodded, I was a limp noodle (well, except for one body part). He knelt on the bed between my legs, poured some oil in his hands and rubbed them together to warm it before bending down and applying it to my chest. His hands were amazing, he had a true talent for massage and I couldn’t resist asking “have you been seeing Brody on the side for massage tips?”
Zach just chuckled under his breath and said, “not without you, hot stuff.” I smiled to myself and went back to basking in the pleasure of his touch. Anyway… he moved his hands from my abs to my chest with long, precise strokes. He slid his hands to the sides of my body as he moved back down covering me with the oil. He would just graze the sides of my cockhead as he did; Just enough to tantalize. He worked on my upper body for a long time. The combination of his touch, the scent of eucalyptus and spearmint, the flicker of the candle, and the music had me more relaxed than I had been in a long while. He repositioned himself at my feet and took my left foot in his hands, he lifted it to his lips again and sucked my toes, holy fuck the sensation was amazing. He started with my big toe and held it in his warm mouth for a bit, then licked the others taking them in his mouth while he worked on the soles of my foot with his thumbs. His thumbs bore into my arch, then his knuckles. It was a little painful at first but then I felt the tension exiting my body. When he was done massaging my sole with his hands, he licked the bottom of my foot. Oh my god, I can’t even describe the amazing, new sensation that jolted through my entire body. I couldn’t believe how into my feet Zach was. He gave my other foot the same treatment, then went from my foot to my pelvis with one long, perfect stroke. His fingertips brushed my warm scrotum. He repeated this several times then moved to my other leg and gave it the same treatment. By the time he was finished I was hard as a rock, I swear my cock was trying to break out of its skin.
Zach grabbed my rigid manhood by the base as he bent over and licked it. Up and down from base to tip he licked as his oil slicked hand massaged my balls. I was subtly pushing my hips up, begging for more. Then to my disappointment he took his mouth off my member and replace it with his hand. My disappointment didn’t last long as he held my balls firmly with one hand and stroked slowly with the other, using long, calculated strokes. His hand turned as he moved from bottom to top and back again. His strokes were slow and deliberate at first gradually becoming faster as my moans and body language told him what I liked.
“I’m cumming” I whispered breathlessly. Zach just kept stroking, and with a few more tugs I shot a powerful streaming into the air. My seed jolted out of my body as his warm hands held on to me and continued to work; one hand pulling and massaging my balls and the other milking the essence out of my rigid, veiny shaft. I continued to shoot with several grunts and groans as I panted and shook. After I was spent Zach continued to stroke the shaft, then his cruel side kicked in and he palmed my sensitive cockhead making me shudder, shake and writhe. I had my eyes closed but could feel his evil smirk as he did it. He finally let go and left the room. I heard the water running in the bathroom, he soon returned with a warm, wet towel and wiped my relaxed body clean. A chill ran through my body as the cold air hit my wet skin. I could still hear the water running in the bathroom and said to Zach, “you forgot to shut the water off.”
“I’m drawing us a bubble bath” he said as if it were a regular occurrence. I don’t think I had ever had a bubble bath in my life before then.
“Damn, you are just full of surprises this weekend” I said as I looked lovingly at the man who had just turned my day around. Zach left the room and I just lie there completely naked, relaxing for a few minutes. It felt good to let the stress go. A few minutes later Zach came back to get me using the candle to light the way to the dark bathroom, the scent of eucalyptus and spearmint now permeating the air. When I stepped inside the tiny now candlelit room, I could see the steam emanating off the bubbles in the tub. It was very spa-like and romantic. We were both still Naked when he smirked, kissed me, took my hand, and helped me into the hot water.
I winced at the heat of the water as I slowly lowered my body into the smallish tub. Once I was in, he stepped in with his genitals right at face level, then sat and maneuvered so we could both sit on opposite ends of the tub facing each other. We had to wriggle around to make our legs fit but we eventually got there. Once we were there, I noticed there was a glass of whiskey next to each of us. He grabbed his, held it up and said “So, are you feeling better?” ‘Better? Better than what?’ I thought, then I remembered my close-call accident, I had completely forgotten about it. Zach made me forget. ‘So… this is going to be my life with Zach’ I mused in my head. ‘Sharing the highs in the morning, supporting each other through the lows in the afternoon with massages and bubble baths and turning shit days into perfect moments together? Sign me up. For life!’
“Hey” I said quietly as I took a sip of the whiskey. “I’ve been thinking. I want to tell people about our engagement.”
“Like who?” He asked through the steam and bubbles as he sat across from me in the tub, his foot resting in my crotch massaging my balls.
“Like everyone!” I said back, my foot doing the same to him. His magnificent manhood was so soft and warm as I squished it between my toes and felt it grow a little.
He smiled at me, “fine by me. I wanted to climb on top of the house the night you said yes and yell it to everyone at the top of my lungs right then and there” he said, his eyes filled with love and adoration. A look that I couldn’t believe was reserved for only me. “But I want to tell our families before we announce it to the universe, which means lectures from my mom.”
“Yeah, I know, but we’re gonna have to tell her sooner or later. Right?” I said with a sigh. Then we talked about our plan to reveal the big news. My brothers via phone first, then our friends at the party and somehow, we’d fit the Halls in between the call to Brad and Scotty… and the rest of them. Maybe a surprise trip for dinner the next day, they lived just a little over an hour and a half from us, so it wasn’t a big deal to drop in. Zach said he’d call his sister Riley to make sure his parents would be around. With that settled, I leaned back, sipped my whiskey, and enjoyed playing footsie with the man I planned to spend the rest of my life with.
That night after we made love, I fell asleep in Zach’s muscular arms with his naked body pressing against mine. Life just kept getting better.
To be continued…
