Seth’s Perspective
After a full day of travel from Wilmington to Phoenix with four (count ‘em, FOUR) kids, we were wiped out. Scotty set up a couple’s massage for me and Zach and we were loving the break… it was SO relaxing, and sensual. It was so hot lying next to Zach, naked, holding hands, while two muscular guys rubbed the stress out of our bodies (yeah, I had a semi). After our massage we went out to the pool area where I fell asleep reading my book. I woke up to find Zach’s eyes glued to three guys in the hot tub on the other side of the pool going at it. I watched with him for a bit… well, that is until I realized it was ASHER!
“Holy fuck” I said in a hushed shout, “That’s Asher” then I looked closer and realized… “And Trevor, and Alejandro.” Oh. My. God. Okay. I had left my towel open while I read and slept, but suddenly felt the need to cover up. I tried to look away, but Zach kept watching the show. “Zach, stop looking” I said almost scolding my husband.
He giggled, “Why? It’s hot.”
“But they’re clients… villagers.”
“Yeah, hot, adult villagers who chose to have sex in a public place… and I choose to watch” he said trying to justify his actions, “Holy shit, Alejandro is hung. Look at him, he’s fucking huge!” He said with a hushed laugh. I kept averting my eyes and telling Zach to stop watching, but the comments kept coming. “Holy shit, Trever took him down to the freaking root in one gulp” he laughed. I was having a moral dilemma as the head on my shoulders told me to look away, but the head under my towel was telling me to keep looking. I finally gave in and watched (just a little bit, I swear). There was no doubt about it, it was the three boys, and they were going at it like rabbits that had been in isolation since birth and were making up for lost time.
“Oh my god, and I helped get the three of them together” I said as I freaked out inside.
Zach snickered, “so that kinda makes you their pimp.”
“Shut up” I said and smacked his leg with my book. I did my best to ignore them and read but Zach wouldn’t stop the color commentary and the giggles of amazement.
Eventually the show came to a climax (pun intended) with Asher shooting his load in Alejandro’s mouth, Alejandro shooting his down Trevor’s throat, and Trev and Alejandro laying Asher down on a lounge chair and working a load out of the shy, little guy (according to Zach’s blow-by-blow commentary. I swear I did NOT watch). After the three horny boys spent their loads, they disappeared into the showers. Zach let out a “Wow. Just fucking WOW! quiet little Asso! I would’ve never guessed.” I went back to reading my book and tried to shake the whole scene out of my head. I’d been reading for just a few minutes when Zach yelled across the pool, “HEY GUYS!” and waved his arm wildly turning all eyes to us. My three sweet, innocent little clients had come out of the shower and were walking towards us. “Well, fancy meeting y’all here” Zach said in a sing-songy voice with a shit eating grin.
“Seth and Zach, it’s good to see you” Alejandro said as he extended his hand and shook Zach’s.
“What are you guys doing here?” Trevor asked with surprise.
Asher just pulled the towel tight around his waist and said, “um hi. I didn’t expect to see you guys until tomorrow.” He was bright red and I knew he was dying inside.
“We’re just kicking back after a long trip” I said answering his question. Then with a little scoff of judgment I added, “Well, I was going to ask how the three of you were getting along, but I think I got my answer earlier.” Zach snickered at my comment.
Alejandro laughed, “Oh, so you were here for the show?” he joked not giving a damn. Trevor just snickered, and Asher turned this ridiculous shade of crimson red, and I was expecting him to combust from the embarrassment and turn into a red pile of ash.
“So, are you guys coming to Kev and Randy’s tomorrow night?” Zach asked changing the subject. The three nodded in response.
“Yeah, I’m excited to see Izzy and the kids” Asher said.
“Yeah, just don’t kiss her… I know where that mouth has been” Zach said getting a laugh from Alejandro and Trevor. The three guys were laughing and joking about it as if us watching the three of them exchange blowjobs in a public hot tub was akin to running into them in the dairy aisle at the grocery store, but Asher and I were uncomfortable as hell. We blushed our way through the situation and ended up hanging out for a while (literally). Beyond the awkward setting, it was weird hanging out with the villagers as people instead of kids in need… they all seemed to be growing up and moving on. I was proud of that, and was also realizing that the villagers were all becoming friends… or even more, they were part of our extended family.
After our unexpected night with the AZ villagers, Zach and I drove back home through the desert hills in near silence, Zach giggled several times but other than that... When we got to Brad and Scotty’s, we found the two of them laying on the floor with the four older kids playing board games. “Hey what are you two doing up?” I asked Teddy and Freddy.
“We couldn’t sleep, so Uncle Brad and Uncle Scotty let stay up and play games with them” Freddy said. They were all having a great time.
“And they’re kicking our butts” Maddy added with a scoff.
“The other two are dead to the world” Brad said before I could ask about Ali and Izzy.
“How was the spa?” Scotty asked.
Zach snickered, “We got a story for later.” Brad and Scotty understood it was an ‘adults only story.’ After the kids were all back in bed, the four adults went back out by the chiminea with cocktails and we told them what happened.
“I told you” Scotty said. Apparently the three had been inseparable since they met and had everyone wondering.
“Good” Brad said to my surprise. “The three of them have been to hell and back, I’m glad they’re having fun… hell it worked for Cam, Max, and… um what’s his name…”
“Eric” I offered.
“Yeah…” Brad continued, “I never understood it completely, but that relationship got Cam through some rough shit.” He wasn’t wrong. We talked about it for a couple more minutes before the conversation turned to all the other shit in our worlds. They had a million questions about all the adoptions going on back home in NC with Ali and his father’s visit, the twins, Karen’s case etc. Then we heard all about Maddy’s athletic skills on the baseball diamond, and Brook’s role in the upcoming school play. Before we knew it, it was 2AM. We said good night and finally turned in. I pushed my relaxed, naked body up against Zach’s and resumed my rightful position as his little spoon. It felt good to be home.
I wasn’t asleep long when I was awakened by a warm sensation below. I looked down to see Zach hard at work trying to wake up my manhood. “What are you doing?” I whispered.
“I’m horned up from The Resort and can’t sleep” he said looking up from my cock. I just put my hands behind my head, lay back and let him go for it. His hazel eyes were locked to mine as he lapped the head like it was a lollipop. His licks graduated to long strokes from base to tip and back down swirling around my stiffening shaft as he did. Once he had me at almost full mast, he stroked my saliva-slicked member with his hand while he hungrily sucked my balls into his warm mouth. Damn, it felt good. I had to admit that with the sensual couples massage and then the activity going on at the pool, I was horned up too.
Zach pushed my thighs forward as he made his way further south and his tongue ran the length of my crevice. Again, he lapped me up, making sure I was good and slick, his tongue felt flipping amazing as it rimmed my hole. I couldn’t help but pull my knees to my chest to give him better access; he made great use of it. Spitting in my hole and rubbing his phlegm around the rim before tapping it with his middle finger, and eventually inserting the tip. I let out an appreciative moan and Zach’s face peered up from below my balls with this giant, shit eating grin. “Ya’ like that do ya’ Daddy Zeff?”
“Fuck yes” I growled back. “Lick that hole.”
The grin on his face made it clear that he knew he had me, “Oh I’m gonna do more than lick that hole.” With that he motorboated my ass crack and shoved his tongue as far in as it would go. Oh, my flipping sweet lord baby Jesus! All I could do was hug my knees to my chest and moan in ecstasy. He ate me out until I melted into a pile of mush, then he knelt between my legs and entered me. Our eyes were locked as he moved in and out of my warm cavern, every bit of me was filled with Zach. My ass was lifted off the mattress, and my shoulders pinned to it while Zach’s little soldier invaded my ass and his hand stroked my cock. I lie there looking up at my own cock pointing at my face, and above it Zach’s handsome face smiling down.
We both did our damnedest to keep the moans and groans down, and Zach moved slowly so as not to make my teenage bed creak too loud and wake up the other eight humans that were packed into the little ranch house. Zach’s movements became faster and sharper until he exploded inside me. He was dripping sweat on me as his arm furiously guided his hand up and down my shaft until I shot my load in MY OWN FUCKING FACE! Zach licked the DNA from my face and gave me a sloppy kiss to top all sloppy, cum-flavored kisses. We were covered in sweat, saliva, and a little bit of cum, the closest bathroom was two doors down, so we slept that way. I didn’t care, as long as Zach’s strong arms were around me, I didn’t give a damn.
We awoke to giggling and screaming outside our bedroom window. I looked at my phone, it was already 8AM. HOW THE HELL DID WE SLEEP UNTIL 8AM?! I peeked out the window to see my brother and Scotty in the pool with all six kids. We pulled on our sweats, grabbed coffee, then headed out to the pool. “DADDY SACH, DADDY ZEFF I SWIMMING!” Izzy yelled as she kicked her legs and moved her water-winged arms while Uncle Scotty held her.
“Yeah, you are baby girl” Zach shouted back before sipping his coffee.
Freddy, Teddy, and Maddy were playing Marco Polo, Brooklyn was bundled up in sweatpants and a sweatshirt aying on a lounge chair looking at an iPad and ignoring all the loud boys. Then I saw it and started laughing out loud, “check out our little man” I said to Zach who immediately joined me in my laughter. Uncle Brad was in the middle of the pool on a floating lounge chair with Ali sitting between his legs. Brad was wearing a hat and sunglasses and sipping his coffee from a travel mug, while Ali was clad in his hat, sunglasses, and water-wings while he sipped juice from a sippy-cup… Uncle Brad’s little brown clone. Zach had his phone and took some pics. Our family was taking full advantage of a’cation and loving every minute of it.
“Good morning gentlemen” Brad said holding up his cup of coffee.
“Why didn’t you wake us?” I asked.
“I was already up when the kids got up, we were good so we let you rest” Scotty said as Izzy continued to kick and splash water in his face.
“We’re meeting everybody at Jordy’s for breakfast at 9:30” Brad said from the middle of the pool.
“Jordy’s” Ali repeated taking the sippy cup out of his mouth and mimicking his new favorite uncle.
“And then Kev and Randy’s late afternoon for a cookout” Brad reminded. Me and Zach plopped down in lounge chairs on either side of Brook and just relaxed as we watched our family have fun. We struck up a conversation with my niece who was turning into a young lady at the ripe age of eight. I couldn’t help but think she and Izzy had so much in common. They were both about the same age when they were adopted, both had a brother a couple years older, and were both the only girls in their immediate universe. Their life experiences were rare but similar. She was so excited about her upcoming stage debut in the school play, she talked about her friends, how much her she loved school, and how much boys annoyed her (FYI, she was cute as hell and would no doubt grow up to be a heartbreaker). Her personality was HUGE and I cherished that time with her… I wished we all lived closer. We all hung out until it was time to get ready for breakfast. Once we all got dressed, we jumped into the two minivans and headed to Jordy’s for breakfast. The place was loud with excitement, so many friends and family there to welcome us home. Jordy had pulled together several tables for us and we all sat together. All the guys were focusing their attention on the kids, getting to know them.
Mauricio was tucked between Brook and Izzy loving it (Mauricio loved girl talk), “Hey my little Babblin’ Brookie” he said to Brooklyn, “you know what we haven’t done in a long time and what Izzy would love?”
The little girl rolled her eyes, “Auntie Mo, I’m too old.”
Mauricio clutched his non-existent pearls, “Gurrrrrl, you are Never too old for Princess Day.”
Brook laughed, she was trying to act grown up, but I could tell she wanted to be part of whatever the hell Princess Day was. Mauricio looked at me and Zach and said quietly (trying to keep Izzy from hearing), “Me and Miss Brooklyn Bridge over here use to go get our nails and hair did, then go out for tea once a month when she was just a tiny thing… can we PLEEEEEEEASE take Izzy for Princess Day after breakfast.”
“She’d flipping love that” I said., Zach agreed. “You’d need to have her in a car seat” I instantly added going into practical dad mode.
“Hold that thought Daddy Zeff” Mauricio said as he took out his phone and stepped away from the table. A few minutes later returned and said, “Filipe is expecting us at 11:00, the whole salon is gonna LOVE these two!” Well, I guess that was that.
“Miss Izzy?” Mauricio said to our little darling (who by the way was wearing her Princess Belle dress again), “Who would you like to go with me and Brook for a….”
Brook cut him off, “PRINCESS DAY! We’ll get our nails painted, and flowers in our hair, and then go sip tea… just like princesses.” For someone who rolled her eyes at the idea she seemed excited as hell.
Izzy was processing the invite, she looked at her nails, then looked at Brook with a big smile and said, “I like pink.”
“You wanna go?” Zach asked her. She nodded her head like a princess bobblehead.
“Wiff Bwook?” she asked.
“YAAASSSSS, and ME! Auntie Mo” Mauricio added. He got a look of half smile and half who the fuck are you from the tiny princess. Hair and nails with her big cousin? Yeah. She was in. Sensing her apprehension, Mauricio Added, “Daddy Zeff you should come too.”
Before I could answer, Freddy yelled from the other end of the big table, “Dads, can we go with Uncle Kevin in his Jeep to look for snakes in the desert?!” The boys were making plans at the other end of the table.
By the end of breakfast, we had split up into groups: Kevin, Randy, Scotty, Zach, and all the boys (except for Ali) were going to pile into one of the minivans and follow the Jeep out to the desert for some four wheeling action. Me, Mauricio, and the two girls were going to the salon and the Tea Room for Princess Day, and Uncle Brad was happily staying home at the pool with his new best friend, Ali. Brad missed having someone that small around.
Mauricio clapped like the queen he was and squealed, ‘Yay! Princess day with the girls!” Izzy followed suit, and Brooklyn looked annoyed (but inside I could tell she was clapping). Meanwhile the boys were escitedly shouting over each other about their trip to the desert.
Out in the parking lot of Jordy’s, we split up into groups, moved car seats around and went off on our separate adventures agreeing to meet back at Kev and Randy’s. “Auntie Mo” blasted Lizzo’s ‘Good as Hell’ while we drove to the salon in the bright blue Kia Soul with Brooklyn and Izzy in the back doing a hair toss, checking their nails, and yelling “good as hell” at the refrain. As inappropriate as it was for my three year old to be singing to the world that she was feeling good as hell… I allowed Mauricio his bonding moment with my daughter, I loved that the people who played an important role in my life wanted to do the same for my children… in fact I was honored by it.
When we walked into the salon, we were greeted by Filipe who made Mauricio look as butch as a lumberjack. He sashayed his way to us and fawned all over the two girls, the whole shop did… the ladies were the center of attention and in heaven. Mauricio and I sat down in pedicure chairs and soaked our feet while two manicurists went right to work on the girls nails. Brook knew exactly what she wanted… Izzy on the other hand saw the wall of polish bottles and was stumped. She could NOT make up her mind. She was all about pink, then yellow… but no, no, no, bwue, wait maybe wed. Finally, the manicurist said, “I know, rainbow! A different color for every nail…”
“And glitter!” Filipe chimed in with excitement.
Izzy’s eyes almost popped out of her little head, she tilted her little head and said, “wainbow glitto?” And gave this, look that made us all laugh. (Izzy to English translation: Rainbow glitter fingernails? Seriously? Rainbow glitter? Is that even fucking possible?! HELL, YES I. Am. In!”) The two girls sat still and chatted with the manicurists while they got their nails done. Every stylist and manicurist in the place was gayer than gay and the two girls with the gay dads had all their attention.
When their nails were finished, the two ladies jumped into the styling chairs and Filipe and another stylist went to work on them. Me and Auntie Mo were preoccupied with getting pedicures and manicures and catching up on everything, “I am so proud of the man you’ve become” Mauricio said to me out of the blue. That meant something to me, he was someone that had made a huge difference in my life. My Father had forced me to go to church when I was young and I bought into it… all of it. I was thoroughly convinced god hated me and I was going to hell for what I was. I was grappling with all of that when I first moved in with Brad and Scotty, and it was Mauricio who took me under his wing, brought me to a church that was accepting, and helped me find a balance in my life between homosexuality and spirituality. He taught me that the two were not mutually exclusive.
“Well, that was nice” I said with a smile. “What brought that on?”
“You being home with your beautiful children. The life you built with your drop dead gorgeous husband. The way you help all those boys find their way in life” he responded.
“Yeah, like you did for me” I replied sincerely.
“Oh, baby boy, if my nails weren’t mid-manicure, I’d hug the life outta you” he said getting misty eyed. We talked all through our mani-pedi, we were just finishing up when Filipe came over and said, gentlemen, I’d like to present, Princess Brooklyn and Princess Izzy.
Oh, my freaking god, “What did you do to my baby girl?!” I said looking at Izzy. “She’s all grown up.”
“I’m a pwincess” Izzy said as she stood there holding her hands up in front of her so I could see her rainbow, glitter nails.
“You are! But what happened to your hair! It’s so long!” I said.
She smiled so wide and said, “It gwowed” (Izzy to English Translation, “It just grew. That’s all”). Filipe gave ger hair extensions, between that and the rainbow glitter nails she was completely glammed out.
“They’re hair extesions, they’re just held in there with combs, they’ll pop right out and she can use them over and over. They’re both gorgeous!” He proclaimed flamboyantly, all the guys in the salon were making such a big deal over the two and they were loving it.
Mauricio squealed in delight at the sight of the two beauties, “look at the two princesses. I love this day, let’s go for tea.” Mauricio pulled out his card and paid for everything, “This is on me. I LOVE this day. Look at those smiles.” He refused to take my money… so, he left me no choice but to tip the hell out of everyone. We said goodbye and thanked everyone profusely with hugs.
It was about nap time for Izzy, she fell asleep in the car on the way to The Tea Room, and woke up just in time for the fun. It was an elegant place that obviously catered to little princesses… they made the two ladies feel like royalty as they sipped “tea’ and ate little finger foods. It was an all about Izzy and Brooklyn day and they both loved it. Zach texted me that the boys were over at Kev and Randy’s already… we had totally lost track of time. We were getting back into the blue Soul to join the others when Izzy said (unprompted), “Thank you Auntie Mo. I happy.”
Mauricio scooped her up and hugged her tight, “you’re so welcome sweetie, you look beautiful.” Izzy wrapped her arms around his neck and made him feel like the most important person on earth (that was her specialty).
When we got to the house, everyone was already all out by the pool having fun. As always, the 90’s music was blaring through the speakers. Mauricio stopped us all before we went out and said, “let me introduce you two” the girls loved the idea. Mauricio messed with his phone to tap into the speaker system (obviously not the first time he had overridden the 90’s music at Kev’s house) and Lizzo (Good As Hell) blared over the speakers. I waited with the girls in the kitchen until Mauricio was ready, “Gentlemen, and ladylike gentlemen, I introduce to you, fresh from the salon, Princess Brooklyn and Princess Izzy!” At just the perfect spot in the song the two girls sashayed into the crowd and hammed it up as they did their hair toss and checked their nails.
They were both feeling good as hell.
To be continued…
Author's note: Thank you all for the emails checking on us during hurricane Milton. We're southwest of it all... got a little wind and rain, expecting more tomorrow, but we should be fine (if I disappear, I probably just lost power or connectivity for a bit... I'll be back). Thank you all again for your concern.
