Brad’s Perspective
We were all hanging out in the backyard of our “homebase” in Orlando. The adults were all catching up while the played Marco Polo in the pool. Suddenly all the kids jumped out of the pool and shouted a collective, “they’re here”… the last of the family had finally arrived. Seth and Zach started this whole insane trip, and of course their North Carolina crew were the last ones to show. This was the second Disney extravaganza for the Carolina crew, they had taken Freddy, Izzy, and Teddy to Disney to celebrate their adoptions last year and decided to do it again to celebrate the adoption of Ali and the twins. When they were visiting us in Arizona during Spring break, they invited us to come along (of course our kids went bonkers over the idea), then Kev and Randy got in on it, and we all started talking about renting a house instead of staying at a hotel. Kev found this awesome Airbnb that would hold us. When my sisters heard about it, they jumped on board and this whole thing just snowballed. When Eli and Riley decided to come to introduce us to baby Merce, Zach’s mom kind of… well, invited herself along, then she invited all the other grandparents to join. She called Kev about his Airbnb then took over the planning from there. Suddenly, our quiet family trip had become this massive Westin-Nicholls-Harrington-James gang takeover of Disney. It went from a ’Doption ‘Acation (as Freddy called it) to a giant celebration of families, and kept growing.
Last weekend, we were all at Kev’s for a cookout and talking to the guys about our trip… suddenly, Mauricio, Darren, Jordy, Marc, and The A’s are looking up flights and Airbnb’s. They found a place down the road from us big enough for the six of them, used some airline miles and BOOM! Our group grew even bigger. The North Carolina group had no clue the guys were joining us and were all blown away when they arrived and found them lounging by the pool.
With the safe arrival of the North Carolina Crew, our group was complete and vacation official started. Ali spotted me through the crowd and came right up to me with his arms stretched out, I picked the little guy up and hugged him so tight. I hadn’t seen him since Spring Break… we had bonded so much on that visit, who the hell couldn’t love that little guy he was so damn sweet. It was nice to have the whole family together, but honestly, the size of the crowd gathered was overwhelming… with kids and adults, there were over 50 of us!!!! Thank god for Zach’s mom, she organized the whole damn thing and made sure everyone had a bed. In addition to lodging, she assigned different people meal nights at the main house so that we all eat together a couple of times, she had a million brochures for parks, activities, and excursions, she got us amazing deals on park passes, she even set up babysitting by the grandparents one night so we could all go out and play, stuff like that. It was all a little more organized than any of us were used to, but Seth and Zach warned us all up front – Kelly was a control freak (she had driven Seth crazy planning their wedding). Our first night there was about swimming in the pool, eating brats and burgers, getting settled, and most importantly being together.
I watched as people broke off into groups around the pool. My Dad (who was with Grandpa Best, whoever thought there’d be a grandpa Best?) was holding his newest grandchild, Merce, and hanging out with all the other grandparents in a corner having cocktails, all except for Max’s grandmother GG. She was on a lounge chair in a tasteful (believe it or not) muumuu, sipping one of Mauricio’s famous Penis-coladas out of a pineapple with a twin on her lap holding court. It seemed as though every kid there was begging for her attention at one time or another. The kids flocked to her and she loved it… she made every damn one of them feel special.
In another corner, Seth was catching up with my sisters, next to them was Zach (holding the other twin), and laughing with Max, Brody and all the Arizona guys. The kids who weren’t hanging on GG or being held by someone were playing in the pool. My kids, Maddy and Brooklyn were both in the pool laughing and having a great time with all their cousins and friends. Kev, Scotty, and Brian were manning the grill with my sisters’ husbands and getting the food ready while the 90’s music played in the background. It was a fun atmosphere and set the mood for the rest of our trip.
When bellies were full and the sun started to set, everybody dispersed and headed to their own places for the night. We promised to meet back at HQ (as we dubbed Kev and Randy’s place) at 7AM for breakfast, and then we would caravan to the park to start our first day at The Magic Kingdom. We’d be breaking up into smaller groups for the rest of the trip as people figured out what they wanted to do. Brooklyn was insanely excited about getting a princess makeover, Aunt Gina had already made reservations for all the girls (and Auntie Mo) at the Bibbidi Bobbidi Boutique. Matty (Kev’s oldest) had googled stuff to do and found the Jedi training Academy, shit, it took zero convincing to get Maddy, Freddy, and Teddy on that train. Dylan and Zach had planned on takin DJ and Ali to a couple of character meetups, my sister Mary and her little guy Tad got on board with that. And of course, the A’s were googling bars and bathhouses for the Phoenix gang. SO MUCH GOING ON! We all agreed to take lots of videos and pictures… Kelly even got us all on WhatsApp so we could share them.
Anyway… the two bigger houses had yards with pools and a gate connecting the yards. The townhouses all had four bedrooms and a hot tub, … I don’t want to overdue the details here, but let’s just say we basically had our own little Orlando village, Kelly did a great job of setting it all up. Zach and Seth referred to that as her using her evil powers of control for good.
My family was bunking with Seth’s, which was perfect. Izzy adored Brooklyn, Freddy idolized Maddy, (of course Ali loved me best lol), and I was looking forward to spending time with my baby brother. When we finally got the kids down, Scotty poured the cocktails, Zach stripped naked and got in the hot tub (yeah, he’s my brother in-law, but damn he’s hot), and the rest of us followed suit. Honestly, it was nice just relaxing together. There was a wall around the courtyard of each townhouse, but we could hear Gina’s voice on one side of us, and Riley’s on the other… it sounded like we all had the same idea.
“I can’t believe all the guys from Phoenix care here” Seth said. “It’s too bad they couldn’t find a place on the same block.”
I laughed, “The place next to Kev’s was open, but they wanted something… um… a little less family friendly.”
Zach’s eyes grew wide, then this mischievous smile popped up on his lips, “Ahhh…. Gay sex Disney Trip” he laughed. We all knew that what would make this the happiest place on earth was way different than what did it for our group… we just had to laugh.
Scotty had an arm around me, and a drink in his other hand as he changed the subject. “I can’t believe you guys spent an entire day Caravanning with a bunch of kids.”
“Flying with four kids was insane enough” I added.
Zach had one arm draped over my brother, and was almost shouting over the loud bubbling water “It was actually fun. The kids took turns riding in the RV.”
“Or the Arby’s as Freddy calls it” Seth added, “The highlight of Freddy’s trip so far was… and I quote… “peeing in the Arby’s.” That made me laugh out loud, all our kids were such characters. The guys told us stories from the road, and had us cracking up. Eventually Gina, and Max (who were both feeling no pain) popped their heads over the wall and added their stories, eventually they came over and joined us in the tub (Brody and Dylan we both already passed out). We were all laughing and having a great time.
Scotty and I were still on Phoenix time, so we were the two last ones standing. Seth and Zach went to bed, and Gina and Max went back to the quiet of their place. We just stayed there and continued to prune in the hot tub, suddenly it was quiet. After a day of travel, family, kids, parents, friends, and just general mayhem, we were alone. With my eyes closed, I started to fall asleep with the hot water bubbling around my tired body. Just as I was slipping away into hot tub dreamland, I felt Scotty nibbling on my nipple… yeah, so I guess he was still awake and alive.
“What are you doing?” I whispered through the loud bubbling, I’m sure he could hear the grin on my face.
“Taking advantage of a private moment in the middle of family time” he snickered then gave a lick from my nipple, up my neck and landed it on my lips where he snaked his tongue into my mouth. His hand moved underwater and grabbed my soft member, which was flopping in the bubbles, I reached for his cock and returned the favor. The jets were powerful, the water was hot, and the air outside was humid. It was always hot in Phoenix but we didn’t have the humidity… as they say “it’s a dry heat” (god, I hated that phrase… 115 degrees is hot. Period. Preheat your oven and shove your head in if you don’t believe me). As soon as we had stepped off the plane in Florida, it felt like someone dropped a wet blanket on my shoulders, I had been uncomfortable all day, but at that moment it felt perfect. We were both wet, hot, and sweaty so was our passion.
We were both hard under the water, Scotty turned his body a little, reached under my hip and pulled me, guiding me to lift my leg over him so that I was straddling his hard, stocky, wrestlers body. We were both in our mid-thirties and in still in damn good shape, Scotty worked out daily at The Resort’s gym before work, and I swam laps in our pool every night to keep my lean, swimmers build. Cock to cock and hard as a rock I ground myself into him, and he pushed back wanting more. We kept making out as he grabbed my ass cheeks and moved my hole exactly where he wanted it… on top of his fat cock. He was ready to enter me but I stopped him. “Wait, wait, wait” I whispered. “Stand up and bend over the side.” Scotty snickered; he knew what was coming next.
Over a decade ago, Scotty and I had our first date. He flew to Phoenix from Denver “for Thanksgiving” (well that’s what he told his bro-mo Kev). He really flew in so we could have our first date. He ended up coming out to his family, and I ended up eating his mother freaking phat ass out. Scotty was the quintessential (straight acting) frat boy when we met, and that was his first date with a guy. So, it was the first time he had ever been rimmed… he was so grossed out at first, but by the time I was done, he loved it! My tongue had his tight little virgin hole under it’s spell and opened up the doors for sexual exploration. He was immediately addicted (ahhhh, the good ole days). Well, a decade-ish later, his ass was still perfect, and rimming him was one of my favorite vices. He stood up, got his footing in the hot tub, then bent over the edge. He instinctively reached back, pulled his cheeks apart and opened up the sweet, pink hole for me. The little hairs around it seemed to be motioning for me to dive in; so I did. My tongue went deep, in and out I pushed almost fucking him with it. The texture, the taste, I loved it all. The only thing missing was the intoxicating scent of his musk, it had been replaced with chlorine from the hot tub. I smacked his ass… and hard! It was then that I heard Gina giggle on the other side of the wall… shit, her and Max must’ve decided to have another drink before turning in! I started to pull away when Scotty whispered, “Nope. You’re in this now, cowboy. Keep going.”
I was sure Gina, and Max could hear us over the wall. “But…” I started to protest.
“The only butt that matters is the one you need to finishing eating” he whispered back with a snicker. I chuckled. Blocked out what was on the other side of the wall, and went back to my husbandly duty. I smacked his ass again, then again, each smack got a snicker from over the wall. I stopped caring.
After several minutes, Gina said “goodnight boys. We’ll see you at breakfast” in a sing-song tone, then a pause and a final “have fun in that happiest place on earth.”
Before we heard the door slide open and shut, Max shouted, “Night y’all.” The two of us laughed and said goodnight back. Then it was back to business… the business of eating wrestler butt. I was lost in there; I finally came up for air and decided to fuck him. I stood up in the hot tub behind him, took in that perfect ass one more time as I lined myself up, then pushed.
Scotty pushed out and grunted a “fuuuuck yaaaaaas” as I breached his tight hole. I loved watching my long, slender cock go into his meaty ass. I watched through the steam and moonlight as I moved in and out of his deepish crack. God, I loved him and I loved sex with him. “Harder” he grunted, “fuck me harder.” I never denied my husband anything… so I fucked him and I fucked him hard. He did his damnedest to muffle his lust driven noises, but it was what it was and if anyone heard… well they heard.
I moved in and out giving him the best fuck of his life (okay, well, one of them), If Gina heard me smack his ass before, then I’m sure someone was hearing my balls slap against it again and again until I shot my load deep inside him with a satisfied grunt and a shudder of my lean body. I collapsed on Scotty’s back as he draped himself over the hot tub. We rested the for a moment until I pulled out. When I did… Scotty had gotten his second wind and his aggressive side came out. He turned towards me so we were face to face, sat on the edge of the tub, and said. “Suck it” with that cute grin of his. He was so sexy. Scotty and I could both be aggressive, and we could both be submissive depending on the mood. To (kinda) quote Forrest Gump, our sex was “like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get.” But I was willing to take a bite of whatever he was offering. I knelt in the hot tub and with the effervescent bubbles licking my face, I swallowed his fat tool and worked it until it burst in my mouth (yup, this one was cream filled). After I cleaned his cock, I stood, we kissed, we sat back down in the hot tub for a minute, then we got up, dried off, dressed, and went to bed. We slept like babies!
The next morning, we were awakened with a loud whisper from a tiny voice, “It time to wake up now.”
Then another tiny voice said, “Yeah, we go see Mickey now.” The first voice was my niece Izzy, the second was my nephew, Ali. The laughter from the door way came from my daughter and Zach who had sent the two toddlers in to wake us up.
“C’mon Daddies” Brooklyn instructed. We need to go to Uncle Kevin’s for breakfast. “Uncle Seth, Maddy, and Freddy already went over there.”
“But Uncle Zach stayed here to make coffee” Zach said as he entered the room with coffee for me and Scotty. I coughed the sleep away as I thanked him and took the mug from his hands. Scotty did the same.
“You guys were up late… um… hot tubbing” Zach said with a grin that told me he knew exactly what we were doing. “I’m gonna head over with the kids while you guys get up. We leave for the Magic Kingdom in an hour according to Sergeant Kelly” he informed us as he exited. We heard the front door shut as they left. We sipped out coffee, got in the shower, and reveled in the privacy. I couldn’t help but hold Scotty under the warm, falling water and tell him I loved him. This guy saved me and my family from my father… I mean, technically, he was the one who brought all these people together. Me, Brian, Eli, and Seth would not have the lives we do if he didn’t rescue me from my father. Who… by the way… was here with his, um “boyfriend.” We had all pretty much buried the ghosts of the past and moved on. Well, all but Scotty and his family. They accepted my father and were cordial, but they would forever be suspect of him and protective of me and my siblings. I dunno, know maybe he deserved that. All I can tell you, is that I knew for a fact that Scotty and his family always had the best of intentions.
Anyway, after our private shower time we were dressed and went across the street to HQ to join the others. The house smelled like fried eggs, bacon, sausages, pancakes, and any other breakfast food you could think of. The kids were loud as they all shouted over each other telling the adults what they wanted to do and see. The adults were quietly breaking off into groups and figuring out a plan of attack. We all ate breakfast and then lined up the dozen or so minivans in front of our little rented village and loaded up. Kelly was counting to make sure we were all there, then she said. “Hit it Izzy! YAY DISNEY!”
My niece Izzy (dressed in a princess dress) stood in front of the crowd of friends and family, put her hands on her hip and yelled, “Weddy?! OKAY!” Brooklyn was standing right next to her cousin ready to help, she had gone to Cheer Camp over the summer and LOVED IT! She let Izzy lead, but she had her own moves (she was pretty damn good if I do say so myself).
“Gimme D” Izzy shouted and everyone shouted back “D!” “Gimme W” and they shouted “W!” then Q-F-Z-4-P.” Brook was next to her with a smile on her face doing her cheer moves, her little cousin watched her in awe trying to mimic her as she finished her cheer with “What it spew?!” Then silence because no one had a clue what we just spelled, so Izzy told us… “MICKEY MOUSE!”
The crowd shouted back “MICKEY MOUSE” with a “YAY!”
Well, all except her brother Freddy who had to yell back, “No it doesn’t, Izzy!”
Seth was next to him and said, “It does today, Fredder. Just let her have fun.” God, Seth’s family was so damn cute. I was so proud of him, and so damn glad that we all decided to take this trip together.
Seth’s Perspective
We had spent day one of vacation caravanning from Wilmington to Orlando. Day two started out with a Mickey Mouse cheer – Izzy style. I watched as her and Brooklyn started off our day, Izzy looked up to her cousin just like Ali looked up to Fredder. I walked over to talk to Brad who had a big smile on his face. “Well, the smile on your face matches the grunts and groans coming from the hot tub last night” I said with a grin. Zach and I went to bed before him and Scotty, and we heard them… um… having a little extracurricular fun in the hot tub. My brother turned red.
“You heard that did you?” He said with this embarrassed look on his face.
Scotty and Zach had both walked up to join the conversation “Heard what?” Scotty asked. Brad gave him a look, he got it. “Oh, um that.”
Zach laughed, “well, you weren’t exactly quiet.”
Gina was holding DJ when she walked up, “I almost peeked over the wall” she said to me and Zach. “Well, anyway, it sounded like a gay old time” she joked. After a little good natured ribbing, we all started to load into the vehicles. There were just so damn many of us.
We loaded our family (and Teddy) into the Atlas when a voice asked, “got room for two more?”
“Gwampa West, sit in tween me and Ali” Izzy insisted.
“Grampa Best, sit by me and Teddy” Freddy yelled from the third row. The two eldest members of the Westin clan crawled into the back of the SUV.
“Thank you, guys, for inviting us” Dad said. The truth is, Kelly invited him. Once she took control, she just invited everybody, but I was glad they came. “It’s so much fun being with all of you.”
“’specially me, wight Gwampa” Izzy said batting her big brown eyes… what a little suck up. My Dad gave her a kiss on the top of her head.
The kids talked Dad and Best’s ears off the entire way to the park. We parked alongside all the others, then all got out and made our way to the shuttle… our second Disney adventure was about to begin.
To be continued…
