Seth’s Perspective
It had been an awesome family vacation so far, just hanging out with family, old friends and of course the kids. Cam and Elliot were in town. I had no clue they’d be there, and was so excited to see them! Brad and Scotty offered to sit the kids so we could go out for some grownup fun with them. Seriously, we almost NEVER got to go out without the kids (unless Kelly and Nathan were in town… even then it was rare). We decided to take an Uber downtown so we could have a few drinks and not have to worry about driving. The night started with a cocktail in Cam and Elliot’s room, they had a great view of downtown Phoenix… it reminded me of the view from Brad’s old condo where we all lived when we all first came to stay with him (god that felt like a different lifetime). After an “appetizer cocktail” as Cam called it, we went out for dinner at the Arrogant Butcher. We decided to just gorge ourselves on appetizers and desserts as our meal, and ordered one of every appetizer on the menu… literally. The table was covered with nine plates of appetizers, we picked at it as we talked, laughed, and caught up with the first best friend I ever had and his husband.
Cam was the first friend I made when I moved to Phoenix at sixteen, his family lived next door, we had a lot in common and we basically came out together… he was technically my first boyfriend even though I saved the “big stuff” for Zach. After high school we both went off to college, I moved to Milwaukee and Cam went off to Chicago. Things fell into place for me quickly, on day one I met Zach, over the course of my first week there I met Gina, Eric, Max, and Teddy (not Max’s kid… Zach’s old roommate) and we all became lifelong friends. Cam wasn’t as lucky. His roommate was an asshole, I’ll never forget seeing him at Thanksgiving that year and listening to his story… shit, I was so afraid the guy was going to kill himself. A couple of weeks later one of his roommates buddies beat the crap out of him. My friends borrowed a car so that Zach could drive me to Chicago to be with him, I’ll never forget seeing him lying in that hospital bed, god it was awful. It was the lowest point in Cam’s life, he moved back home in defeat. The silver lining… he took life by the balls, started over again in Milwaukee near me and my friends (that’s a whole other story), and eventually met Elliot.
Elliot and I met under odd circumstances. I was interning for Dr. Aarons (my mentor) and Elliot was one of his patients… and… also a classmate of mine. It was awkward at first, but Elliot became part of our group, and ultimately Cam’s husband. The two of them were perfect for each other. There was no doubt that our history was strange (not just me and Elliot… but all my friends), but the outcome of that strange history was lifetime friendships that shaped who we were.
During dinner Zach Facetimed Max and Brody, I Facetimed Gina, and Cam Facetimed Eric. We had a loud, raucous college reunion in the middle of the restaurant… I’m sure the other diner’s hated us, but what the fuck did I care? I had a few cocktails in me and was surrounded (in-person and virtually) by my best friends, I was loving life! We hung up with our gang when the desserts showed up… they had four desserts on the menu, we each got a different one and passed them around. I couldn’t remember the last time I had had so much fun at dinner. After dinner we hit a couple of gay bars downtown and ended up taking an Uber to Charlie’s “a little bitty piss ant country place” as they call themselves. It was an old country bar that had been around since the 80’s and had become a staple of the Phoenix gay scene. Tuesday was 2-4-1 drinks! We got there at the very end of drag bingo and just in time for Karaoke. Elliot put our names in (without telling any of us) and by the time they called us up… we. Were. Trashed. Okay, so I know you’re thinking that’s out of character… but after a year plus of 24/7 kids, villagers, and overall chaos we were letting go! The four of us stumbled on to the stage (just four drunk fags), the spotlight was on us and the music started to play and the words came up on the screen, I still wasn’t sure what we were singing when “hey hey” came on the prompter followed by “bye, bye, bye” then I got it. Three of us fumbled through the NSYNC song while Elliot belted it out (damn… who knew he had such an amazing voice?). It took about a verse before the three of us drunk boys let Elliot sing and just did backup, but again, DAY-UM, who knew he had a voice?! He had that place going, people were cheering him on while the rest of us just chimed in with “bye bye bye” when appropriate. As embarrassing and not my thing as karaoke was, it was fun watching Elliot; he was in his element.
We hung out at Charlies until about midnight, Elliot’s conference was over and their flight wasn’t until noon, so they decided to stay at the bar a little longer. They walked us out to meet our Uber in the parking lot and we said goodbye promising to meet for breakfast at Jordy’s and also promising to pull a reunion of all our college friends together over the summer. It had been a great night out with old friends.
Cam’s Perspective
God, it was so good to be home and see everyone, especially Seth. Honestly, if it wasn’t for him, I don’t know where I’d be, he was the one person I could confide in when I was younger, and he came to my rescue after things in Chicago went to shit. I ended up going to school in Milwaukee because I knew he’d be there for me. My parents were apprehensive about me going away again after all I’d been through, but the fact that Seth would be close by helped convinced them to let me go. That’s where I met Max and Eric and we became a throuple. Ours was an odd relationship, but it was exactly what we all needed at the time. Max was the first to realize that our relationship wasn’t met to be forever, then he met Brody and things started to fall apart for the three of us. I think I was the most heartbroken, but eventually I met El… and we were meant to be.
Seeing all our friends that night (some in-person, some virtually), most of them with kids made me feel a little left behind. Elliot and I had talked about adopting but not yet. We just weren’t ready to be daddies, even though we had settled into a quiet life on the west side of Milwaukee in a little bungalow near his parents, we had some wild oats to sow. The last time we tried to sow those oats, we unintentionally paid a villager to be part of a threesome and ended up resigning from The Village Board . Anyway, we said goodbye to Seth and Zach then went back into the bar. Elliot loved to sing, so he was having a great time doing karaoke (which I hated, but hell if it made El happy, I was good). I was standing at a tall table sipping my drink and watching Elliot belt out ‘Can’t Stop The Feeling’ (he loved singing anything Timberlake, it was perfect for his range) when this smoking hot cowboy-guy came up to me and struck up a conversation. This guy was a good ten years older than me (late 30’s), with a perfectly trimmed beard, a cowboy hat, cowboy boots, tight fucking jeans, a flannel shirt… the whole nine yards. His blue eyes sparkled like diamonds, and the cowboy hat couldn’t contain his long, chestnut hair. He was a nice, local guy. I told him Elliot was my husband, “he’s cute, and damn he can sing” Carter said, then asked, “What are you two drinkin’?” He went to the bar and came back with a round of drinks just as Elliot exited the stage and joined us. I introduced the two and the three of us talked as the shitty voices sang karaoke and ruined Madonna, Taylor swift, Bruno Mars, and several others for me forever. The more we talked, the more comfortable Carter seemed to get with us, and us with him. He always seemed to have an arm around one of us or a hand on one of our shoulders, etc. about a half hour into the conversation, I realized he had set his drink down on a table and had a hand on each of our asses. I looked over at Elliot who had realized the same thing at just about the same time… Carter just kept talking and groping while we both tried to figure out what the other one was thinking. I grinned and kind of shrugged at Elliot, he sipped his drink through the stir, grinned back, blushed, and nodded. Well… I guess we were both up for a little rodeo time with the cowboy.
Carter excused himself because he had to “piss like a racehorse.” I looked at Elliot and said, “Well, it’s clear what Carter wants. How about you?”
“I’m game if you are. He’s hot.” We discussed asking him back to our room, etc. We also talked about the rules… we had rules for play, but it had been a while since we played with anyone. We were a little gun-shy thanks to our little indiscretion with Taylor a couple years back. We were always open for it, but it was a rarity, we were pretty much homebodies. We decided I would bring it up when Carter came back from the bathroom.
Carter came back with another round, and before I could even figure out how to bring up the subject of the three of us fucking like wild stallions, he said, “So whatdya’ say we down these drinks and get into some naked fun?” His mischievous grin was crowned by the two cutest dimples… there was no fucking way to say no to him. El and I looked at each other and Carter said, “I gotta car if y’all gotta room?” After a ten minute or so awkward car ride, the three of us were in our room, and stripping naked (FYI, Carter left the hat on).
I suddenly came to my senses for a second, “Wait, we don’t have rubbers.”
“I’m negative and on PrEP, just got tested” he said with a wanting grin, “You guys clean?”
“Yup… we’re both clean and on PrEP” Elliot said.
“Then let the games begin” Carter said as he wrapped an arm around each of us and pulled the three of us into a hot as fuck kiss. Oh my god, I didn’t know whose tongue was in my mouth, or whose tonsils I was licking. I DID, however, know that Carter’s meaty hand was squeezing my thick cock through my jeans, and Elliot’s hand was joining mine squeezing Carter’s piece… and let me add that there was room for both hands, damn, this man was hard and hung. El and I both dropped to our knees and were face to face with the cowboy’s horse cock. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, a good nine inches long and so thick I couldn’t touch my thumb to my forefinger when I wrapped my hand around it majesty… again, FUCK!
“Wow” Elliot involuntarily growled. We both licked his cock from base to tip and back with our lips wrapped around it… there was plenty of room for two. El and I basically made out with Carter’s giant cattle prod between our lips, I reached for his bull balls and gave them a friendly squeeze.
“Fuuuuuuck you guys know how to wrangle a cock” Carter growled while pushing our heads down. I concentrated on his gigantic balls sucking them one by one into my mouth while Elliot gagged just inches above me as he tried to take the equestrian sized phallus down his throat. He was a big boy… and I mean BIG! Carter pulled us off him and hopped up into the bed. Elliot hopped on top of him in a sixty nine, and I got between his solid, toned legs and went back to work licking his giant utter. Elliot took him as deep as he could, but there were still several thick inches left for me to lap… we worked this guy like he was a cornfield at harvest time. We got him close several times before he stopped us, edging himself with our mouths.
El took his perfect lips off the giant cock long enough to look at me and ask, “can I ride him?”
“Do you want to?” He just nodded and grinned in response.
“Go for it” I said. I would be lying if I told you I wasn’t excited by the thought of seeing that giant thing fuck my husband’s perfect little tight ass.
“Oh, hell yes” Carter moaned as he moved from sucking El’s long cock to getting his tight little pink pucker prepped. He gave his ass a smack before he pulled El’s tight little bubble butt cheeks apart and spit in his hole. “Get back here and help me” he commanded. I got above El, straddled his back and attacked his hole from above while Carter licked from below. We used our tongues and fingers to prep his sweet little pucker for the massive invasion of Carter’s prized bull. Elliot was sandwich between us, moaning and groaning in ecstasy as he gagged on the giant slab of beef in his mouth getting it hard and ready for the running of the bull. This went on for a while until his ass was good and slick, but still, opening that tight hole for that giant cock was a lot to ask of just saliva. I jumped off the fuck-pile and ran into the bathroom to grab the complimentary bottle of lotion, it wasn’t exactly I.D. Lube, but it was something. When I got back to the bedroom, Carter finally took off his cowboy hat and tossed it on a chair before lying on his back, His long, dusty brown locks fell around him adorning his handsome face. I got between his legs, and sucked his cock to lube it up even more and make it easier for EL. I slathered it with the lotion, then did the same to El’s sweet hole. Carter had done a nice job of prepping him with his tongue, but considering the sizable heft of the prized hog he was about to accommodate I decided to open him up with a finger, then two, then three… Hell, it would’ve taken my fist to get his ass truly ready, but I wasn’t about to go there with just some saliva and cheap hotel lotion.
El saddled up, he was face to face with Carter, and I held Carter’s giant slab as he lowered himself onto it. He winced and gritted his teeth as inch by wide inch disappeared into his sweet little ass. I lay on my stomach between Carter’s thick legs with my face just inches from the spectacle. I watched as his hole opened wide to take the prize bull, I couldn’t resist the urge to lick Elliot’s ass and Carter’s cock as they melded into one. Once El had taken the entire thing up his ass (I seriously was shocked that he did it), I moved around and straddled Carters muscular chest so the I was face to face with El and we kissed as he rode the bucking bull.
Carter was not one to miss an opportunity, “Damn” he growled as he grabbed my ass and pulled it to his face. Holy fuck! I was sitting on his face and he was eating my ass while my husband fucked himself on his giant cock. This wasn’t his first rodeo, that’s for damn sure. El and I made out furiously, I was so fucking turned on! This guy was going to town on my hole, tongue fucking me while Elliot bounced higher and faster. Yee-fucking haw!! I ground my ass into his face while we both stroked our cocks faster and faster. Carter was moaning into my hole; it was obvious he was close to cumming. We kissed harder, Elliot bounced higher, and I smothered Carter with my meaty ass… all that did was egg him on as he shoved his tongue deeper into me and pushed his hips up burrowing deeper and deeper into Elliot. He was fucking El and tongue-fucking me simultaneously, the three of us were lost in our lust.
“Shit, I’m gonna cum” Elliot wailed right before he kissed me hard again. He shot his load all over me, I used his cum as lube while my hand continued to stroke my own, thick cock. The warmth and slickness of his seed brought me to the edge.
“Oh fuck. Me too” Carter moaned. He gave El’s ass a loud slap and announced, “I’m gonna breed your tight ass. Fuck Yes. FUCK YEEEEES” and he emptied his bull balls into my husband.
It was all too fucking much for me to take and I shot my load all over Elliot’s abs and torso. El, kept bouncing and I kept grinding my ass in Carter’s face as we kissed until we both finally collapsed. We both rolled off Carter, one on either side and we ended our hot session with a three way kiss. Carter laid with us for a few minutes, then got up, pulled his clothes over his sweaty, cummy, body and said, “It’s been fun gents. Thanks for the fuck” and he left.
Me and Elliot lay there for a minute and then we both started laughing. “Did that hot cowboy just fuck me while you watched… then bolt?” Elliot asked with a cute giggle. I mean, we always said we were open to stuff with other guys, but we had only done it once before and… well… I don’t really want to talk about that.
“Um yeah, it was like wham, bam, thank you Cam” I chuckled back. “And it was hot as fuck!” We both finally got up, still a little stunned, and went into the bathroom to take a shower together. Elliot reached in to get the water started, then we stood next to the shower and kissed; our bodies still covered in the aftermath of our indiscretion. We both stepped into the big shower.
“This is nice, we never shower together at home” Elliot said as he soaped my solid body.
“That’s because our showers are both tiny” I chuckled. Then, I asked… “are you okay with what we just did?”
He nodded. “Yeah, it was hot. Are you okay?”
“Yeah” I said honestly. I mean, I was okay with it. Shit, who am I kidding it was hot as fuck watching Elliot take that gigantic beast up his sweet little ass and knowing that I was the guy he loved… that was just sex. We talked about it quietly as we soaped each other up. After our shower we dried off, and got into bed naked, and we fell asleep with my arms wrapped around him.
The next morning, we got up early and went to Jordy’s to meet Seth and Zach for breakfast. So, we packed up our stuff, put it into the rental and headed to breakfast.
The second we walked into Jordy’s I was 16 again. Seth and I used to go there for breakfast on Saturday mornings before we went to work at Starbucks when we were in high school. It always felt like home. Jordy greeted us at the door with a smile, when I told him who we were meeting, he sat us at a big table and brought over a couple of highchairs… I had totally forgotten that Seth and Zach come with an entourage. Jordy brought us coffee and set menus around the table just as I heard tiny voices echo through the quiet café’. Teddy and Freddy led the pack as the ran to our table, “Hi Uncle Cam” Freddy said to me.
“Hi Uncle Elliot” Teddy said to by husband, then the two little men jumped into their seats. Izzy was the next to appear. She was dressed like Snow White, and dragging Seth by the hand. She came up to us, said hello, then showed us her beautiful rainbow-glitter fingernails (for like the tenth time… she was SO proud). Last but not least, Zach entered the room carrying Ali. The crew greeted us and everyone took their seats at the table.
Dinner with Seth and Zach the night before when we conferenced in all our friends was loud… but it was nothing compared to this. Teddy and Freddy excitedly telling us about every detail of their trip from the plane ride where they both decided they wanted to grow up to be “airplane drivers” to swimming in the pool, going to the zoo, and four wheeling in the desert. Izzy was going on and on about getting her nails done with “Bwook” and Auntie Mo, and Ali just quietly ate his breakfast, took it all in, and smiled contently.
I couldn’t help but laugh at all the childlike wonder and excitement, and frankly… I was a little jealous. I LOVED Elliot and the life we were building… I hoped that when we were finally ready to have kids and finally build a family as awesome as Seth and Zach and all our other friends had done. I’m glad I decided to go with Elliot to Phoenix.
To be continued…
