Seth’s Perspective
It was a long, lonely night, Zach was traveling with the team and I was sleeping alone. Our bedroom was directly above Max, Eric, and Cam’s and they were up all night long going at it. I didn’t get much sleep so I got up early and decided to switch the two bedrooms around, moving our bedroom to the front of the house for more privacy, and the spare bedroom (or technically “my bedroom”) to the back of the house above the boys’ room. The two rooms were the same size and I knew Zach wouldn’t care. This way we not only didn’t have to listen to them go at it; but they wouldn’t hear us either. After I moved things around, I put a few framed pictures of us around the house, including a cute one of me (shirtless) on Zach’s nightstand and one of him on mine. I found a box of trophies in his closet when I switched the rooms around and put them in the built-in cabinet that was in the dining room. He didn’t like to brag on himself… but I did.
After that I cleaned the place from top to bottom and put two huge steaks in a baggie in the refrigerator to marinate while I was at work. I was a good cook, but my boyfriend was a meat and potatoes kind of guy and it didn’t take much to make him happy. I spent the next hour baking a cake for dessert. When I came home from work after 6:00 all I would have to do is make the salad, and put the steak, potatoes, and corn on the grill, then it was dinner time, and a romantic night together. I was off on Wednesday and Zach didn’t have practice until late in the morning so we could sleep in. I had been up since about 5AM and it was just before 8AM when Cam came into the kitchen. I was standing at the counter mixing the cake batter.
“Hey, you’re up and at it early” he said looking through our cabinets to find a coffee cup, then pouring himself some.
“Yeah” I said glaring at him “I. Did. NOT! Get. Much. Sleep. Last. Night.” I said in a sharp, accusatory voice.
Cam just giggled and ignored my statement completely as he switched the subject, “Damn, this place looks awesome” then he walked around the flat taking stock of things. I had to agree, I loved our home. “I haven’t been up here since you got settled in.”
“Yeah, we’re getting comfortable, I’ve done a lot while Zach was away” I said. “I switched the bedrooms around this morning so ours isn’t above yours anymore.”
“No, you didn’t?! Really?!” Cam said laughing. “Oh my god, were we really THAT loud?!” He asked in a combination of disbelief, embarrassment, and maybe a little pride mixed in there. “We’ll try to keep it down next time, but no promises.”
I laughed, “Yeah, that’s why I moved the bedroom so you don’t have to worry about it. You do you.” I really did it so we didn’t have to worry about them hearing us but he didn’t need to know that.
After looking around the flat a little longer we sat at the kitchen table and just talked like the best friends we were. “Whatcha makin’?” he asked.
“A cake for dessert”
“You better share with your best friend” he said then asked, “So how was work yesterday? Me and Eric go back tomorrow.”
“Yeah, I know. I can’t wait, it’s no fun without you guys, it was boring” I replied. “When does Max start his new job?” Max got hired at the daycare center on campus which was the perfect job for him. He planned on being a teacher, loved kids, and it was just a few blocks from the duplex.
“When the semester starts, so next Tuesday. After Labor Day. He has training and orientation Thursday and Friday. He’s excited.” Cam said.
“Man, what a perfect job for him” I said and then we just shot the shit for a while. It was so awesome that the five of us were living in the same house and building our own little village. “I’m gonna go to the basement and do laundry then get ready for work. I’m making dinner for Zach he should get home about 7:30.”
“We’ll leave you guys alone tonight” Cam said with a devilish grin then got up and left, giving me a kiss on the cheek as he headed for the back steps to go down to his place. Once he was gone, I loaded up the laundry basket with all our dirty clothes and linens then headed to the basement. The basement had a washer and dryer that the three apartments all shared; it was nice not having to go to a laundromat. I went down the back steps to the basement and there was Brody emptying the dryer. “Hey Brody” I said.
“Oh hey” he replied with a big smile and that cute accent of his. “I was just finishin’ up, it’s all yours” he said as he moved his stuff to the little table next to the dryer and started folding his laundry. “Y’all getting settled in?” he asked.
I told him we were and we talked about Zach traveling, etc. He was more talkative than he had been to-date and started to come out of his shell. I couldn’t help but smile as he talked, he as such a nice, genuine guy… and that accent! I wanted so badly to ask him about the two people that went up to his place, but I was afraid that if I got too personal it would scare him off, so instead I kept the conversation safe. “I hope we’re not being too loud” I said sincerely. I knew he loved his solitude and the five of us were far from quiet.
“Nah, you’re good” he said. “The guys before y’all were just obnoxious and rude. It was like a frat house down there, they were always partying. You guys at least try to be civil” he said grinning. “It’s nice that you try to include me. Just don’t get offended when I say no.” I nodded.
“Yeah, I get it” I responded, “I grew up in a house full of family and friends and I love having people around, so don’t get offended if I keep asking” I said with a smile. He nodded acknowledging that he wasn’t offended and knew I probably would keep bugging him.
Then he started to get personal and asked, “So you and Zach are a couple, right?” I nodded and gave him a quiet ‘mmhm’ in acknowledgement. Then he paused a little bit and shyly asked “What about, the other three? Are they gay too? Do any of them date each other?” he asked.
I just snickered, “you’ll have to ask them. They’ll give you all the details” he nodded, he obviously understood that it wasn’t my information to share. But since he opened the door, I decided to be bold and ask him some personal questions too. “So, a woman and a man came to the door looking for you yesterday, can I ask who they were?” Then I felt bad for putting him on the spot, thinking I overstepped my bounds. “I’m sorry, that’s personal, you don’t have to answer that. Shit. I’m sorry that’s none of my fucking business” I said as I back-peddled.
He let out a nervous laugh and said, “Nah, it’s oaky. They were both clients.” I just looked at him as he folded his laundry, awaiting further explanation. After a long pause he said “Katie, the woman commissioned me to paint a um… portrait of her for her husband. Yesterday was our first sitting, she’ll be by a few more times before I’m done.”
“Oh cool, I saw the artwork on your wall, you’re really talented” I said in all sincerity.
Brody let out another nervous laugh, blushed a little and said, “Thanks, I don’t usually do commission work, I’d rather just paint what I feel like painting, but she pays good ‘cuz she felt comfortable with me.” I gave him a quizzical look, I thought I got his gist, but wasn’t sure. “It’s a nude…“ he said then paused. I just listened as I put the soap in the machine and turned it on. He continued, “and she was too nervous to sit for a straight artist” then he looked at me making sure I heard what he just told me.
Brody just came out to me. I smiled not knowing what to say and just continued the conversation, “Well, that makes sense. The guy too?”
He let out another nervous laugh, “Um, I’m also a massage therapist, he’s a new massage client” then before I could ask, he laughed and said, “legitimate massage, not a rub and tug” Hearing him say ‘rub and tug’ with that accent made me snicker. “I do massage, commissioned paintings, freelance graphic design, work part time at the art museum, whatever I can to pay the rent and tuition. I’ve got another year of school left.” I was surprised at how much he shared as we did our laundry and talked, I found him… what’s the word I’m looking for? I guess delightful works. He was fun to talk to, humble, shy, and genuine; he didn’t put on airs. Talking to him was easy and the time passed quickly. Before I knew it he was done folding his laundry, and my clothes were ready to go in the dryer. I put the bedding in the washer and we exited the basement together. “I’ll see y’all on the porch tomorrow night like I promised” Brody said with a sigh as he ascended the stairs to his studio.
I went into the house and up the stairs to my place, the house smelled amazing thanks to the cake in the oven, and everything looked so clean. I didn’t have to go into work until noon and was only working a six-hour shift so I’d be home in plenty of time to get everything done before Zach got home. I took a shower then went back to the basement to switch loads putting the bedding in the dryer and bringing the clothes upstairs to fold. I got everything folded and put away and put clean linens on the bed before I got in Zach’s car and went to work. Work went by so freaking slow! I just wanted to be home with Zach. We only had the one night alone in our new home before Zach had to leave town for his game and we were so wiped out from the move that we didn’t really take time to enjoy it. I was going to make tonight all about us. Finally, my shift was over. Thank god! I drove the GTI back to the flat, parked it on the slab between Brody’s Jeep, and Cam’s Fiat, then headed upstairs.
I immediately jumped in the shower to wash the day off me, dried off and put on a loose linen shirt and a pair of linen shorts with nothing underneath. Once I was dressed, I set candles around the bedroom, and set the mood lighting in the rest of the flat using lamps and candles to set the mood in each room. I wanted everything perfect when Zach finally got home. I set the old dining room table and put the cake I had made in a glass display that my friend Mauricio had given us and used it as the centerpiece. All I had left to do was put dinner on the grill. Zach was due home any minute. I put everything on a platter, grabbed the grilling tools from the drawer and headed to the backyard to start dinner. I saw Cam look at me through the window then he disappeared. About five or ten minutes later he came out to keep me company as I grilled dinner. We were talking when Zach came around the corner of the house, I handed the tongs to Cam and ran to him. He dropped his duffle bag and embraced me “goddammit I missed you so much, Seth” he said.
My heart freaking melted. I felt the same way, damn I missed him and was so ready to just spend the night alone with him. “God, I missed you too” I whispered with my face buried in his neck trying to take in his scent. “Dinner’s almost ready, steak, potatoes, and corn.”
“Awesome, do I have time to shower?” He asked. I told him to go ahead, but damn I didn’t really want him to, I wanted to smell his musk. Zach ran upstairs to clean up leaving me and Cam to talk while I finished up dinner. When dinner was grilled to perfection, I went upstairs to get everything on the table. Zach came out of the new main bedroom wearing just sweatpants and a tank top. “The place looks awesome, but why the hell did you move the bedroom?”
I laughed and said, “because the three amigos downstairs kept me up all night with their fucking” Zach laughed and his eyes got wide as I continued. “I’m more worried that they’ll hear US!” I said. For some reason, Zach found the whole thing hilarious. He came up behind me and put his arms around my waist, nuzzling my neck as I plated dinner. it felt so fucking good, god I loved him. “Here” I said handing him a plate “let’s go to the dining room”
“Damn this looks and smells amazing” he said as we made our way to the dining room table each holding our own plate. We sat at the table and he saw the cake in the middle. “Oh my god did you make this?” He asked.
“Yup, before I went to work.”
“Couldn’t wait for me to get home to dig in, eh?” he said as he inspected the cake.
“What?” I asked looking at him. He just pointed to the backside of the cake that was facing the dining room window, almost half of it was missing, enough for maybe three people. “fucking, Cam!” I said recognizing the work of my best friend. I got up, stomped therough the kitchen to the back door leading to the lower flat and yelled down the stairs “CAM!!!!!!!!
He opened the door and yelled up “What? I didn’t steal your freaking cake!” Then slammed the door shut. I could hear the three guys laughing downstairs and Zach was cracking up in the dining room.
“That little fuck” I said pissed off but grinning, I should’ve known better than to leave a cake alone in the house with Cam there.
“There’s plenty left, and you would’ve brought the leftovers downstairs anyway” Zach said. I just rolled my eyes and mumbled at Cam under my breath. I decided to let it go (for now) and enjoy our evening together. Zach hadn’t eaten all day and wolfed down his dinner as he told me all about the game. They had won and the next game was the first official game of the season; it was a home game. Zach was psyched up and ready to officially start the season, he got so excited when he talked about soccer and I just loved the way he lit up. Dinner went by quickly and we topped it off with cake and a glass of wine in the living room while we listened to some music and talked some more. I told him all about my conversation with Brody.
“So, the entire house is officially gay?” he asked rhetorically.
“Apparently. He was so much fun to talk to, he was delightful” I blurted out.
“Delightful?!” Zach laughed “Delightful?! You’ve never sounded gayer.”
I punched him on the shoulder “ass” I said with a grin “It’s the only word I can think of. He’s just such a nice guy.” Zach gave me a little more shit about using the word ‘delightful’ and my gushing about my new friend.
He was starting to come down from his post-game adrenaline rush as we sat on the couch cuddling. He had his arm around me then he kissed me on the cheek. I turned to look at him and our lips met in a tender kiss, we were well fed, but starving for each other. Tenderness turned into passion and passion into lust as we made out hard, shoving our tongues down each other’s throats. We started to strip each other and within minutes were both completely naked on the couch with our clothes strewn around the room. The lights were dim but the blinds were still open as Zach guided me into the bedroom, I walked to the window and shut the blinds. When I turned around, Zach was naked on his back in our bed with the candlelight accentuating his perfect body. The shadows made his muscles stand out and look huge, my god he was a perfect specimen. He was on the far side of the bed patting the mattress next to him beckoning me to join him, I was doing my best not to drool.
I literally jumped onto the bed landing on my back next to him, we rolled onto our sides and kissed lovingly. Just like on the couch our kiss progressed and soon we were out and out lost in lust again, kissing hard and grabbing each other’s engorged manhood. His rod was hot and hard and felt incredible in my hand as I stroked him up and down. We continued our passionate make out session and he pulled me on top of him and lined himself up so that his hot, hefty, slab was rubbing up and down my butt crack. I was crouched above him, moving myself to and fro creating friction and reveling in his heat. After several minutes I pulled away from our kiss and flipped around, my cock landed right down his throat and I engulfed his at the same time in a wonderful 69 with me on top. The candlelit room was filling with our quiet moans and the occasional slurp as we each devoured the other’s throbbing cock. Zach was thrusting his hips up driving himself deeper down my throat as he pulled my ass cheeks down to drive me deeper down his, all the while probing my hole with a slick finger. Grabbing onto my butt cheeks he pushed me forward a little bit so that he could rim my tight hole. Oh my god it was amazing! He was slicking up my hole and opening me up, prepping me for bigger, better things to come. It had been a while since we had this much privacy and we were taking full advantage.
Zach used his strong, muscular body to roll us over so he was on top, then he flipped around so we were face to face. He kissed me lovingly and whispered “Damn, I missed you. I love you more than anything.”
“I love you too” I replied without hesitation “It feels so good to be home with you” I said looking up at him and stroking his hair. He smiled down at me and kissed me again, it was a soft, loving kiss that sent electricity through my body. I wanted him badly, but at that moment I just wanted to be with him more than I wanted sex. His weight on top of me felt incredible and I could feel his hardness pushing against my ass. He reached for the lube in the door of the nightstand and put some in his hand, rubbing it on his cock and into my hole with his slick finger. I moaned into our kiss as he readied me for his pulsating manhood adding a second finger as he pushed deeper and twisted.
“You ready?” He whispered
“Fuck yes! It’s been way too long” I whispered back as I pulled his head in for a kiss. At that moment he pushed, his bulbous head breaching my tight hole and a moan of pleasure and desire escaping my lips into our kiss. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths as his throbbing member explored my hole moving slowly into me. Inch by inch he entered me until I felt his blond bush tickle the bottom of my balls. It felt so incredible to be alone with Zach in our own home with him deep inside me. He held himself in me for what seemed like forever as we kissed tenderly. At one point he pulled back from our kiss and just looked me in the eyes, our connection was a powerful one. I squeezed my passage around his hard cock causing his eyes to roll into the back of his head for a moment. I smiled knowing I was making him feel as good as he was making me feel.
He started to pull out slowly, just a couple of inches, then back in. He did it again going an inch or so further, then back in. He did it a third time, pulling out until just his head was in me, then back in. On the fourth stroke he pulled out completely and I immediately reach for his taut ass and pulled him back in all the way, slamming him to the hilt. Our eyes were still locked and he broke into a smile of pleasure and confidence knowing that I wanted him… no, needed him in me. I was his and he knew it. He started moving in and out of me slowly, occasionally leaning in for a tender kiss or to whisper a sweet nothing into my ear. ‘sweet nothing’ isn’t the right term because everything he said to me meant something and sent jolts of excitement through me.
I couldn’t help myself and whispered, “I love you so much, Zach” and meant it. It wasn’t something I said in the throes of passion, it was something I felt and meant, and he knew it and felt it too.
“I love you too. So much.” He said, then we kissed passionately and he started to thrust in and out. In and out. In and out as I felt him grow in me and his heat warm my passage, fuck I loved this guy! Harder and faster, he pumped and he fucked my ass and pumped my rigid cock until we were both on the brink. Almost as if in one voice we both moaned softly “I’m cumming” and then we did. My warm juiced landed between us covering my abs and chest and Zach’s seed was deep inside me warming my bowels and lubing his cock as he continued to thrust into me. It felt fucking amazing! He collapsed on top of me and tried to catch his breath, his weight on me made it impossible for me to breath so I reluctantly pushed him off. We both lay on our backs looking at the freshly painted ceiling with smiles as wide as the great state of Texas on our faces. We had made love and had sex numerous times before, but something was different. This was a combination of lovemaking and lust. It happened so naturally and felt so right.
That was the thing about our relationship. Our friends were always checking out other guys, wanting something different, something more, but I felt like I had it all and I knew Zach felt the same. Our families tried to talk us out of moving in together at such a young age. My family loved Zach, and his family loved me, but as always, they were looking out for us and didn’t want either of us to get hurt. Maybe they were right and in the long run one or both of us would get our hearts broken, but at that moment I believed them to be completely and utterly wrong. We were perfect together and would be together forever. We got up and rinsed off in the shower, then dried each other off and went back to bed, I spooned my lover and we fell asleep together. Content.
The next morning we slept in… well, at least we tried to. I was fast asleep and I felt something light touch my face. I opened my eyes to see Cam’s face inches from mine, I jumped up “WHAT THE FUCK, CAM?!” He laughed out loud, then I heard the rest of them laugh. Max, Cam, and Eric snuck up to our place and into our bedroom and all three were on the bed with us. Zach didn’t say a word, he was still half asleep trying to figure out what the hell was happening.
When it all clicked for him, he just subtly said “What? Three isn’t enough… you guys want two more!” We all cracked up and a pillow fight broke out. The three guys were in their shorts and Zach and I were completely naked. I got up naked, ran to the dresser and fumbled in the drawers trying to find a pair of shorts, I threw a pair to Zach, pulled mine on and then we headed to the kitchen and I made coffee.
The five of us hung out in the kitchen and talked, this became a regularly thing after that morning… the five of us hanging out together and drinking coffee. It was only about 8AM, Cam and Eric didn’t start work until 10AM, and Zach had to leave for practice at 11AM. Max and I had the day off and I just planned on running errands and hanging out at the house. I pulled the eggs out of the fridge and started making breakfast, the others pitched in. We had lived there for a few days, but this was the first morning all of us were together without our parents and this is exactly how I had pictured it would be. The five of us hanging out, helping each other, working together to make this place a home, and just having fun.
So far living off campus was everything I had dreamed it would be.
To be continued…
