The street was lined with pick-up trucks, moving vans, trailers, and cars overpacked to the hilt with clothes, bedding, books, furniture, care packages, and everything else a college student needed to survive the fall semester. The little navy blue GTI pulled up to the curb in front of the big, old bungalow and squeezed into a small, empty space in front of a beat-up old farm truck bursting with furniture. There wasn’t much room to park the little car, and the rented trailer hooked on the back hung out into the street a little bit but no one seemed to care. School started back up after Labor Day, it was the last weekend in August and The students were moving into the duplexes and apartments on the East Side surrounding the campus. The old gray duplex stood in the middle of the block with its newly painted white trim, freshly stained cedar shake peak, and red doors that made It stand out from the houses surrounding it. The lawn was perfectly manicured lawn and the interior freshly cleaned and painted; It was ready for the five sophomores to move in.
Zach and Seth had met each other in the dorms their freshman year. Zach, a hot blonde soccer jock from a small town in northern Wisconsin was still in the closet when they met. Seth was a good-looking guy from Arizona, his blue eyes were the center of attention with his perfect, dimpled smile playing a close second. There was an instant attraction between the two. On his first night in the dorms, Seth came out to his suitemates. He was so aware of who he was and open about his sexuality that it freaked out the closeted Zach and forced him to face his own demons. One thing led to another and eventually Zach came out to Seth, then his friends, then his parents, and then his teammates. Once he was out, the two were inseparable. Now they were about to begin their sophomore year by moving a few blocks off campus into a cute little upper, two-bedroom flat brimming with character. They had little intention of using the second bedroom, but it made Zach’s conservative parents feel better, especially his mother. His parents were awesome about accepting his sexuality and his relationship with Seth, and out of respect, the two boys tried not to flaunt the sexual part of their relationship in front of them.
The three-bedroom lower flat had its own drama about to move in. Cam, a hot, beefy Arizona grown boy (and Seth’s best friend) was moving in with his “roommates” Max and Eric. The three of them had a story all their own. Eric was pansexual and Max was still questioning his sexuality when the two met during their first week of school Freshman year, they started fooling around a bit and ended up dating. They had been going through a rough spot when Cam moved to town. To make a long story short, the three of them hit it off, one thing led to another, and seven months later, here they were moving in together. Like Seth and Zach, they only intended to use one bedroom of the three-bedroom flat, for the most part they kept their relationship secret. Seth, Zach, and a few close friends knew what was really going on but to most of the world the three were just friends and roommates.
Jeff, a friend of Seth’s family, owned beautiful old duplex. There was a studio apartment on the third floor in the old attic, but the five friends had no idea who was living there. All they knew is that he was a junior who’d been occupying the small space since his freshman year. None of them had met him or even seen him but they were all curious.
Zach jumped out of the little blue GTI, went back to the rented trailer, and pushed the garage-style door up with a loud clank. Eric came walking out of the house and spotted Zach.
“Finally! Someone else showed up.” Eric said as he embraced Zach in a bro hug.
“Is that yours?” Zach asked nodding toward the old pick-up that he block-in.
“My dad’s” he said as his parents came out of the lower flat to greet Zach. Eric introduced everybody and they all instantly went to work unpacking the pick-up and moving the old, mismatched furniture into the lower flat. It took them about forty-five minutes to empty the old truck. His dad parked the truck on the cement slab behind the house and Zach maneuvered his car and trailer into their space. The three men unloaded the little GTI and the trailer behind it while Eric’s mother started to unpack and put things away in the lower flat.
As for Zach, he just piled everything in the living room of the upper unit and left it there. “No matter where I put shit, it’ll be wrong” Zach stated as a matter of fact. “Seth will be here in a couple of hours with more crap, and my mom and dad are coming tomorrow, I’ll let them figure it out” he told the guys as they headed downstairs.
Eric’s dad grabbed a soda from the refrigerator and took a seat around the old kitchen table that once sat in his first apartment many years ago. “Your brother’s taking care of the livestock, so we don’t need to get back until late morning. Do you mind if we just stay here tonight?” He asked his son.
“Not at all” Eric replied with a smile, he was hoping to spend a night alone with his roommates, but he knew the flat would be overrun with the other parents anyway, so he happily granted the request.
His mother gleefully replied, “I’m so happy we get to meet your other housemates and their parents.” She was nervous about her baby boy living off campus with people she didn’t know. His parents knew he was pansexual, although they had no clue what that meant, they also had no clue that he was in a three-way relationship with his two roommates. That information would have freaked them out.
“You’ll meet them soon enough, mom. Max and his parents are driving in from Minneapolis and should get here after 5:00, and Seth and Cam should be here in a couple of hours” Eric said as he started to unpack his gear and get settled in. Suddenly they heard loud 90’s music blasting outside, and looked out the window to see a U-Haul truck pull up in front of the house. Zach got a huge smile on his face and ran out to greet the truck with Eric close behind him. He got outside just in time to see Zach’s polder brother Brad, and Cam’s mom Anne jump out of the truck.
Zach looked around, then inside the cab of the U-Haul and said, “You guys are early! Where are Seth and Cam?”
“They’re following in Cam’s car” Brad said as he stretched from the laboriously long ride from Phoenix. When Seth was 16, Brad became his legal guardian, Cam’s family lived a just few doors down and the families were close. Anne and Brad were great friends and had enjoyed their cross country road trip.
“They stopped off in Chicago to visit a couple of Cam’s friends, they should be along in an hour or two” Anne added as she walked over to Zach and Eric and gave them each a big hug, the boys had spent Spring Break in Phoenix and Anne knew them well. Zach jumped into his little GTI and moved it so Brad could move the U-Haul closer to the duplex. Zach drove around the corner and into the Ally wedging his little car between the old pick up and a perfectly preserved old red Jeep that belonged to the tenant who lived on the third floor. Eric came back to help him remove the trailer and roll it onto the grass in the backyard so it didn’t block the alley.
Anne stood in the front yard with her hands on her hips looking up at the big old bungalow “Wow! This is beautiful” she said moving towards the steps to give herself a tour only to be stopped in her tracks at the door by Eric’s parents. They all introduced themselves and were happy to finally meet. They all walked around the big old house inspecting both flats, marveling at the old-world charm and beautifully detailed woodwork. After their inspection they all headed back outside. Anne bellowed to her traveling companion “Brad, Go get the provisions.”
Brad went out to the U-Haul and came back holding a case in his hand. He brought it onto the sprawling front porch and opened it revealing a couple of booze bottles and some glasses. He set-up the portable bar on the wide porch railing as he looked at Eric’s parents and asked, “Care to join us?”
“I’m in” Eric’s dad exclaimed as he went into the kitchen to grab some ice and a few sodas for mixers, his mom grabbed a couple of captain’s chairs out of the lower flat and they all met back on the sprawling porch and got comfortable. They all just kicked back for a while drinking, getting to know each other, and taking in the wonderful chaos of students moving in and well… just enjoying their youth. The way the parents laughed and joked; passersby would’ve had no clue that they had just met.
A couple of hours went by when the white Fiat Cabriolet with a red top and Arizona plates pulled up to the curb in front of the noble old bungalow beeping its horn. Seth and Cam jumped out before the vehicle even came to a complete stop. Zach and Eric leapt over the railing and ran out to great their “housemates”.
Seth’s perspective
Cam and I were stuck in that tiny car for almost three days and I was happy as hell to get out. Before I could even stretch Zach ran over and pulled me into a tight embrace, I could hear my back crack as he squeezed tight and lifted me off the ground. When he finally released me (not that I couldn’t have stayed in his arms forever) I headed to the porch to greet my brother and my housemate’s parents, they all seemed a little buzzed. I had met Eric’s parents once before, Cam’s mom Anne was a neighbor and like a mother to me, and of course I knew my own brother… duh. “Did you guys unload the van?” I asked and was met with uproarious laughter from the four adults on the porch.
“I lugged it 2,000 miles for you Buddy, You can unload your own shit” Brad said with a smirk. Eric’s dad held up his cocktail and nodded in agreement.
“We’re here strictly in a supervisory capacity” Anne added while Eric’s mother lifted her cocktail and clinked her glass against Anne’s. The “adults” were done for the day, we were on our own.
Cam and I went into the house to inspect our new homes. Cam went into the door to his flat and I went into the door right next to it and trudged up the flight of steps to ours. The place was as cute as I remembered with hardwood floors, a fireplace and lots of built-in cabinetry with leaded glass. This was our first home! It had so much character, and Jeff the landlord had it flawlessly clean for us. Of course, Zach wasted no time messing it up with the pile of his shit in the middle of the living room floor. “ZACHARY NATHAN HALL! GET YOUR ASS UP HERE” I yelled down the staircase. My hot blonde jock of a boyfriend came bounding up the old steps.
“What?” He asked with a look of confusion.
“This!” I said motioning to the pile of his stuff, “you just dumped it all in the middle of the floor.”
“Well, yeah. You know you and my mom would just move anything I put away anyway.” He said, it was just an excuse to leave the work for me.
“Bull shit.” I said calling him out. He did his best not to smirk but it didn’t work, he knew I knew him too well. He let out a sigh of defeat and went to work putting his stuff away, ultimately spreading his crap throughout the spacious flat. I helped him, then we headed back down to the porch.
The parents were all still enjoying happy hour when then four of us went out to the U-Haul and unlocked the backend. Cam and I jumped in and started taking stock of our belongings. Our families and friends back in Phoenix had set us up with all the furniture, dishes, glassware, and general household crap we needed to furnish the two beautiful old flats. We untied the restrains and started handing stuff down to Eric and Zach who stood by the bumper waiting to haul our stuff into the house. We jumped out of the truck and the four of us took our first loads into the house, my stuff went up, Cam’s stuff went down. I had a vision for where I wanted everything to go and placed things where they belonged as we brought them up. After about an hour and a half things were starting to shape up and the old flat looked like home. Our home. Mine and Zach’s! We hugged in the middle of the living room. “We’re home” Zach said as he kissed me.
After our little moment we headed down the back staircase that connected the first and second floor flats and walked into the lower unit. By the time we got there Max and his parents had arrived, his parents had already joined the other parents on the porch and were having a cocktail, Meanwhile our three friends were sneaking a three-way kiss in the kitchen. They had been together since January and seemed happy as hell. I didn’t totally understand their relationship, but shit, it worked for them so who was I to judge. Zach cleared his throat and the three of them turned to look at us. We had caught them red-handed, they just laughed.
“Get used to it” Cam said. “This probably aint’ the last time you’ll walk in on us.” We all snickered at that and I made a grossed-out face for affect. But if I’m being totally truthful, the thought of the three of them together was kinda’ hot, and Cam was never skimpy with the details. He told me all about the things they did together. On the long ride in from Arizona he told me about how he and Eric DP’d Max’s tight, pink hole when they were together a few weeks ago. DAMN, he told me every intimate detail and made me feel like I was right there in bed with them, he had me hard for about a hundred miles and I couldn’t wait to share the story with Zach when we were finally alone.
“Hey, we better go out to the porch and babysit our parents” Max said as we all headed through the lower flat and out the front door to join them.
“You getting all settled in?” Anne asked us as we filed out the front door.
“Getting there” Cam said as he leaned up against the porch railing, “that’s all we’re doing for tonight. We’ve got over a week before school starts, there’s plenty of time.”
“Where are your mom and dad Zach?” Asked Brad. “I’ve been looking forward to finally meeting them in-person.” Brad had met Zach’s parents via Skype and over the phone several times since we had started dating about a year ago, but they never met in person.
“They’ll be here tomorrow. They had some fundraiser to go to tonight, but they’re coming with my little sister tomorrow to check the place out and help us get settled.” Zach replied. Then he looked at me and said, “go long” as he produced a Frisbee seemingly out of nowhere. I ran towards the street and turned to look at Zach as the Frisbee came flying at me, suddenly Max jumped out of nowhere and grabbed it before I could, throwing it across the yard to Eric. Within minutes the five of us were shirtless and playing Frisbee out in the yard as our parents watched from the porch.
I looked toward the house as we were playing and noticed something moving in the small third-floor window, I saw a pair of eyes watching us through the blinds, the eyes caught mine and then they were gone. Just then I heard a female voice yelling my name and I looked over towards the voice. There was Gina. She came running at me and threw her arms around me. Gina lived with us in the dorms and dated Zach’s old roommate Teddy, she moved into a flat a few blocks from us with a bunch of her friends. “Yay!! You’re finally here!” I was so happy to see her. We went up to the porch to see Brad and Anne (she had met them over Spring Break and they loved her), then I introduced her to the other parents. Parents loved Gina! For some reason they were all convinced that she kept us in line… she didn’t. Gina stayed on the porch with the “adults” while the rest of us played Frisbee in the street. Guys kept coming out of the other duplexes on the block to join us. Frisbee in the front yard turned into football in the street, about an hour into it the guys from the house next door wheeled out a hoop and everyone was playing basketball. There were hot shirtless guys everywhere! We were gonna love living here.
It happened so naturally, we all just gathered out front and were having a great time getting to know each other and building our own little community. It was about 6:00 PM when the pizza guy drove up and brought a dozen pizzas with every topping known to man up to the porch. The parents ordered enough to feed the neighborhood; I think they were having more fun than we were. They yelled from the porch inviting everyone to come up and eat… and they did. With that move our parents set our place up as the hub of our new community, and I was loving it. Living with my brother Brad and his husband Scotty, I had gotten used to having friends and family around all the time, I was happiest when there was chaos around me.
Standing in the yard looking up at the third floor again I saw the eyes peering from the blinds. I decided to go invite our third-floor neighbor down to join in the fun. I left the crowd unnoticed and went to the back of the house. I climbed the wooden staircase on the outside of the house to the third floor and knocked on the door. It took a good minute or so to get an answer, finally the door opened just a crack and a quiet voice said “hello?”
“Hi, I’m Seth we just moved in on the second floor.”
“Brody” the voice responded as the door opened just a little more and a hand came out to gently shake mine.
“We’ve got a crapload of pizza downstairs, I wanted to invite you to come down and meet the rest of your housemates.”
“Well…” Brody said as he opened the door all the way and I got my first true look at him. “I aint much on socializin’.” Oh my god, he was… well hot, but hot’s not the right word. He was fucking adorable! He was a little guy, about 5’4” and 125 pounds. He was wearing a pair of paint-covered jeans that accented his cute bubble butt, and a tight tank-top that showcased his perfectly toned little body. He was wearing a baseball cap with his soft, auburn curls spilling out on all sides, and he had the cutest southern accent. I had lived in Texas during my younger years and wasn’t a huge fan of the sugary sweet, over-the-top almost fake southern accents that I heard every day. But Brody’s was different. His was more, I don’t know… I guess kind of country. It was endearing as hell and just the cherry on top of this adorable man.
“Come on, it’s totally casual, half the neighborhood is out there. my roommate and our friends who live on the first floor all really want to meet you. Just come down and grab a couple of slices, and if it’s not comfortable you can come back up here” I said with a friendly smile.
Brody smiled back, his eyes were dark brown and overflowing with sincerity. He shook his head no at first but after a couple of minutes I convinced him to join us. “I gotta clean up a few things before I join y’all” he said then finally invited me in. his apartment was as adorable as he was. It was basically one big room with slanted walls adorned with artwork. Most of the furniture looked like refurbished thrift store finds, but each one fit perfectly. In the center of the room was a big easel, the hardwood floors were covered with plastic to protect them from paint splatter. Brody wasn’t much of a talker so I had to pull information out of him piece by piece. I learned that he was an artist (obviously), a student at MIAD (Milwaukee Institute of Art and Design) studying graphic design, and that he worked several jobs to pay his way through. He very politely asked me not to look at the painting on the easel “I’m just gettin’ started on that, and aint ready to show it to anybody yet” he said with a shy smile and a cute, nervous chuckle. I’ll say it again, he was adorable! He was shy and humble but from what I could see he didn’t need to be. In my first five minutes with him I could tell he was nice guy, and just looking at the walls of his apartment told me he had talent. He had a style all his own that was reflected in his artwork, his clothes, and his personality.
After Brody put away his paint brushes, he pulled off hist tank-top and put on a clean T-shirt. I couldn’t help but noticed how perfectly defined his tight little body was. He took a deep breath and said, “Let’s go.” I could tell he was about to step out of his comfort zone.
“They’re really an awesome bunch of guys, you don’t need to be nervous” I said trying to comfort him.
“I know, I’m just not good with people” he said with a weak smile as we headed down the staircase. We walked around the house to the front yard and joined everyone else. Zach saw me enter with the adorable stranger and came over to greet us.
“Brody, this is my boyfriend Zach” I said making the introductions, Brody raised his eyebrows a little in surprise when I said the word “boyfriend” as he stood there looking cute as hell with his hands in his pockets. I couldn’t tell if it was a good surprise or a bad one. “We live on the second floor.” Then I looked at Zach and said, “Brody lives on the third floor.”
Zach’s eyes lit up, his smile flashed and his amazing personality oozed out as he said “The mystery guy! it’s awesome to meet you. Is that your Jeep parked out back?” Brody just nodded. “It’s awesome!” The twenty-plus-year-old vehicle was in showroom-new condition and Zach took notice of it when he parked his car out back earlier. Zach was making small talk with Brody when Max, Eric, and Cam came over and introduced themselves. Poor, shy Brody was the center of attention and it was obvious that we were all checking him out. We moved towards the porch and the pizza as everyone bombarded Brody with questions. You could tell he was uncomfortable but doing his best to be social (like he said, he wasn’t much on socializin’). When we got to the porch he was attacked again by the parents. After about fifteen minutes or so I Brody was getting more comfortable. Brad poured him a cocktail and he sat down in one of the captains’ chairs. A couple of the guys from the neighborhood noticed him sitting on the porch and yelled hello, he waved back. He had lived there for a couple of years and people knew who he was, but no one knew him well because he kept to himself. Well… at least he did until that day when we forced out of his cocoon.
We all hung out in the front yard for a couple of more hours before everyone started to head home. It was an awesome night meeting all our new neighbors, especially Brody who was surprisingly the last to go. “Thank y’all for draggin me out tonight. I had fun.” He said with his adorable shy smile and endearing southern accent. I hugged him goodbye, I could tell he didn’t like that much but he hugged me back anyway before heading into the backyard and up the steps to his apartment. We couldn’t help but watch his perfect little bubble butt walk away. Even the moms were looking.
Our housemates and their parents called it a night and retired to the lower flat while Brad, Zach and I went up to our apartment. The three of us hung out in the living room and talked for a while before bed.
“So, this is your first home together guys” Brad said with a smile. I smiled back, yup it was. “I’m proud of you Seth. You took a big risk moving so far away and you’re making a great life for yourself” he added. Brad was only twenty-three when he and his new husband took me and my two brothers in to save us from our tyrannical, religious nut bag of a father. He and Scotty (his husband) were the two people I respected and admired most, and when he told me he was proud of me, well damn… it meant something. I couldn’t help but hug him and thank him for everything he had done for me. I know my life would have been completely different if he didn’t step in when he did. After our tender moment the room was silent, then Brad said, “Oh my god, that ass on your upstairs neighbor!” and the three of us laughed out loud. We were all thinking it.
“Seriously!” Zach said in an animated voice “It was so round, and perfect. And man. His body!”
“He’s tiny but everything is so tight and perfectly toned and shaped” I added “Do you think he’s gay? I couldn’t read him.” Brad and Zach couldn’t read him either. We weren’t convinced he was straight but couldn’t confirm he was gay. He just kind of was. He didn’t seem to care what others thought, although I swear, I saw him check out Max at one point. The three of us kept our voices down to ensure he couldn’t hear us talking about him from the third floor.
We made small talk for a bit longer before Brad retired into “my room” and I joined Zach in “his room.”
We stripped and got into bed, my naked body pushing up against his, my soft manhood warm against his cool, taut butt cheeks. This place was feeling more like home with each passing second. “I can’t believe we’re finally moved in” I said. We had signed the lease at the end of our freshman year, then spent the summer working, now we were here and ready to start year two of school and of year two of us. His skin felt warm and wonderful against my soft lips as I softly kissed his neck. Suddenly I remembered about what Cam had told me in the car “oh my god!” I whispered excitedly, “I forgot to tell you! Cam told me on the trip here that he and Eric DP’d Max.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?!” Zach whispered excitedly, trying not to wake anyone. “Shit! What did he tell you?” I recounted the entire event, telling him every detail I could remember from Cam’s story, I was getting hard recapping the highlights, so was Zach, “holy fuck! I can’t believe those guys… damn.”
He moaned and pushed his ass against me. “We’ve got a house full of parents, we can’t do this” I whispered. It felt a little creepy getting off on the thought of our three friends fucking, but the whole idea was making us both horny as hell. The reality is that Zach and I loved sex with each other, but there was so much out there we had never done, and probably would never do… but the thought of it all got us worked up and we fantasized together.
“Oh, we’re doing this” Zach said, I could hear his smirk in the darkness. He started to ask me for more details “So Cam was on the bottom and Max in the middle?” I Could tell he was getting excited by the thought of it, so I played alone and pulled him on top of me.
“Yeah, like this” I was underneath and started kissing him. “then Cam lined his cock up with Max’s tight hole” I said as I lined my cock up with Zach’s tight hole. To be honest, I didn’t remember all the details, but that didn’t matter, I was creating our own fantasy and experience out of our friend’s story. “then he pushed his fat cock in” I said as I pushed into Zach’s hole.
“Fuck!” he almost yelled.
“Shhhhhhhh” I said covering his mouth with my hand, “Eric’s parents are sleeping in the room below us, they’ll hear!”
Zach calmed down and quietly asked, “Then what happened?” Getting back into our fantasy.
“Then Eric got behind them, lined up his long slender cock, and pushed into max’s tight hole, rubbing against Cam’s fat dick” I said as I pushed my index and middled fingers into Zach’s ass, above my cock simulating the event I was narrating. “Then Cam started to pull out, and push in” I whispered as I pulled out and pushed in with my cock, “then Eric did the same with his long cock,” I moved my fingers in and out as Zach moaned quietly. I picked up my pace as I continued to narrate the story. By this point I was out of my mind with lust and I shot my load into my lover. He had been jacking himself off and shot his load in between us. I collapsed on top of Zach, both of us heaving as quietly as we could, there was no doubt in my mind that Eric’s parents heard us fucking… but damn it was worth it. I rolled off Zach and moved in behind him once again. He fell asleep in my arms. We were home.
# # # #
In the flat below, the “roommates” were in for a long, frustrating night. Their parents had taken over the three bedrooms and the “roommates” were sprawled out in the living room with Max and Cam each occupying one of the old sofas, and Eric lying on a sleeping bag on the floor. They hadn’t been together in a few weeks and wanted so badly to make love, but with a house full of parents they didn’t dare… or did they?
To be continued…
Editor's note: Tomorrow will be 1 year since I posted my first chapter ever on Gaydemon.com (or anywhere for that matter). Here we are 130 chapters and five story lines later and still going strong. I hope you all are still enjoying the characters and the world of acceptance I've tried to create.
For those of you who are new to my stories, you don't have to read the others to enjoy this series, but if you want more background on the characters in this story ready Losing My Religion, and The Pride Crew. As always, thanks for the comments, ratings, e-mails and invaluable input - KEEP IT COMING!
