My First Year with Austin (Erotic Story)

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MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 7: Batman and Robin (Part 1)

Austin boarded in the earliest plane for the East-Coast the next day.

He barely had any sleep and neither did I.

Austin did not want to talk about what was happening, and I respected that. I was worried for his mother, for him... For us too.

We had been together for just a couple of months; we were doing so well but we were about to face our first crisis.

I wanted to go with Austin, to offer some kind of support, but I had only met his parents once - at his freaking wedding of all places -, and I was not sure that they knew about us. I was not even certain that he had told them about the divorce.

Austin was not close with his family. He barely ever mentioned them. I wondered if I should have been concerned about that.

I used to be a therapist for God's sake, - a pretty bad one at it, I will grant you that -, I should have known what to do in this type of situation, or at least, read people better.

Given the circumstances, I thought it was better not to induce any more stress to Austin, so I accepted to be left behind and I respected his boundaries.

We texted when he landed and then several times during the day. I did not know much but I did not want to be pushy. Janice had advised me to give Austin some space and as usual, she was right.

"It's not as bad as I thought... I think I'll have to stay here a couple of days. Miss you." He wrote at the end of the day.

"Ok! Miss you too. I'm here if you need anything. I can jump on a plane anytime; or call my brother or Mallory for any advice. Don't hesitate."

Ryan and Mallory were both doctors so they may have been able to help with whatever the health issue of his mother was, but Austin did not want to involve them in this.

This was a side of Austin that I did not know but experience had taught me that we were all dealing with families in our own ways. I do have a lot of flaws but being judgmental is not one of them, especially not as regards to my boyfriend.

I did mention the situation to my brother, but only to confirm that he could stay for a few days with me the following week, as we had initially planned.

Austin insisted that I continue on with my life without worrying about him or his family.

In the meantime, I kept myself busy enough.

Starting a new job always takes a lot of energy from you, but in this instance, it gave me a good reason to think about something else.

I quickly became friendly with my co-workers, especially with Jasper.

Despite his initial promise not to flirt with me as he knew that I was taken, it looked like Jasper could not help himself.

He was always complementing my hair or my outfit, brushing my back while he was walking me by, or winking at me while he was talking with somebody else on the other side of the bar.

I did not think too much of it.

To be fair, Jasper was the kind of people who was flirty with everyone he met.

That was probably one of the reasons why he was so good at his job. The clients, especially the "daddies", loved him. Often, people were calling him "blondie" or "cutie", Jasper would only reply with his most innocent smile.

Although and from what I could tell in my first week, he was only playing, I did not see him engage with anyone seriously.

Some other bartenders would gladly have a drink (or more) with a TV producer passing by the Man Cave but not Jasper, he was setting up his limits.

Otherwise, I filled my days by either writing the first few drafts of "My First Year in College" (it was very bad), or meeting with Sergio and Allison. My neighbours had invited me to dinner the first night Austin was gone.

Austin had written to them, without even telling me, to make sure that they would be there for me.

That was very considerate (and cute!) of Austin, to think about me being on my own when he was going through a difficult time.

After that first dinner, it became a habit to go have a drink or a quick snack with Sergio and Allison.

The couple of days of absence of Austin turned into a whole week and I was getting increasingly worried. Consequently, I was not very keen to be alone with my thoughts for too long.

Even the view of Sergio's crotch, -- as you could probably already guess, my neighbour was the textbook definition of a "man-spreader", in particular when he was wearing tiny flashy speedos and we were having a drink by the pool --, could no longer distract me from my anxiety.

After the fourth day, I decided to call Austin. Really, it was coming from a good intention, I just wanted to talk. But he was very distant and, for the first time, I wondered if he was not hiding something.

"You think he might be cheating on me?" I asked Janice the next day.

"Come on, this again. You really have trust issues, Ty."

"I mean... I saw Austin cheating on his girlfriends before! He is currently still married."

"Yeah, and I saw YOU cheating on your boyfriend before... With Austin." She snapped back.

"Touché..."

"Look, if he is dealing with personal family stuff, it must be difficult to talk about it, especially over the phone. Maybe he's afraid you will go all-shrink on him."

"I know! It's just, the days are going by, and I have no idea what's happening. I have a right to be worried."

"Of course, you do. But you should not be assuming things, like cheating. Do you know if he is actively working?"

"Yeah. Apparently, he works remotely, but he'll need to come back." I sighed. "I wish he would feel the need to come back to be with me though, not for work."

Janice held my hand.

"I am sure he cannot wait to see you again. At this stage, the only thing you can do is to help him as best as you can, and if that means for Austin to have a few days on his own with his family, you have to respect that."

"I do. Really."

She smiled at me.

"I know. I'm actually surprised by the maturity you're showing right now. Look at you, handling an adult situation without breaking down!"

We laughed it off.

Maybe I was making progress in my life. At least, I was trying to.

"Richard is the same way, he's super closed-off when it comes to his intimate circle. That worried me at first, but now I have just accepted it. There are probably quite a few people I will meet for the very first time at the wedding."

Janice had offered the perfect segway to discuss her upcoming "big day".

She had some issues with her "over-achiever but under-performing" wedding planner.

The way she was talking about it; I could tell that my friend from College was getting bougier by the day. That made me smile.

I had to leave before she could tell me how her maid had been fired by Richard, I had the night shift at the Man Cave.

It was my first Thursday there and the atmosphere hit different.

I had only done Saturday night or week-days afternoons thus far and the bar was usually pretty tamed, but nothing was tamed that evening.

Thursday was "Strip Night" at the Man Cave and the crowd was definitely here for the show.

Outside the usual daddies and twinks looking for their perfect match, there were groups of friends -- generally, outgoing gay guys - spending the evening at the bar for this special occasion.

They were not hunting for a sugar-daddy, but just having a night of fun. This was refreshing, although the temperature in the place had never been that high.

The bar was packed by 8 pm and it was the most intense shift I had taken there.

"You'll see, it will be all worth it when you'll meet Batman and Robin." Jasper told me as I was running around with cocktails and beers.

"They better be worth it; you've been teasing them all week!" I replied, semi jaded.

Batman and Robin were the two gogo-dancers performing. They were not available every Thursday, but when they were, it was the big event.

I quickly understood that it was "Strip Night" which had made the Man Cave quite popular in the competitive world of gay bars and nightclubs in L.A.

The boss of the place -- meaning, my boss, - a sleazy guy in his late fifties named Vincent Abrozio, was present. I had never seen him inside the bar before.

Overall, this was a nice change of pace compared to the sometimes muffled and cosy atmosphere of my afternoon shifts. People were getting wild!

At one point, I was supposed to go check on the utilities in the restroom and I stumbled onto two (rather hot) guys bareback fucking.

I did not expect this. At all.

A red-hair and a black guy, approximatively my age, were going at it, hard. They were still wearing their vests but a juicy fat black bum was uncovered, - jeans slid down to his knees -- as the dude was fucking the ginger guy against the sink.

The dripping dick, which from what I could tell from behind looked huge, was pounding this welcoming gaping ass like there was no tomorrow.

And they were not doing it in a stall... They were right there, in the middle of the restroom! Another older guy was watching them, his hands in his pants, making no mystery of the fact that he was jacking off.

None of them noticed that an employee had entered the bathroom.

I hurried back to find Jasper.

"Dude! There are two guys fucking in the restroom! Like, right in the middle of it."

I had already had my suspicions that some stuff was happening in the stalls once in a while, - I mean, there was a hole in one of the walls and we were working at a gay bar -, but it had never been like that, in the open.

"Welcome to the Man Cave on a Thursday evening!" Jasper said with a wink.

Following his words, he took his tight black top off.

"Also called, shirtless Thursdays!" He added. "Why do you think Abrozio have come all the way here?"

I looked around, half of the bartenders were already shirtless.

I did not remember any mention of that in my interviews, although, I had quickly understood that the owner of the place favoured cute and fit employees.

"You think I should?"

"What?"

"Take it off?"

Jasper laughed.

"I don't think it would be legal to fire you if you were to refuse, but eh, live a little! You're the most boring ex-con that I know."

"Like you know a lot of..."

He was already gone. Jasper left me there with my questions as he went to take care of some more happy customers.

In the end, I did not change the utilities in the bathroom but I did go shirtless.

What the hell, it was heating-up and my tee-shirt was glued to my chest because of the sweat! It just made sense to lose it, most of the customers were semi-naked anyway.

Besides, showing off some skin was always good for the tips and to be completely honest, I was desperately missing a bit of action since Austin was gone.

I would have never have done anything compromising, - I cared about Austin too much -, but I could live with being checked out by hot daddies.

Where was the harm in that?

And I did get checked out... A lot!

I definitely think there is a link between bartending and feeling attractive. You always look hotter when you are the one pouring the drinks in the glass! Right?

Also, for once, I had the opportunity to flaunt my brand-new "post-prison" body to someone else than Austin. I had not done all those push-ups for nothing!

Abrozio gave me a nod of approval from afar while I was taking care of a group of five guys working in tech, wandering around shirtless. Jasper was right, the boss was probably a bit of a perv but he was pretty harmless.

The evening only got crazier as the hours went by.

[Chapter 07 continues below]

 

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MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 7: Batman and Robin (Part 2)

By 10 PM, the dancefloor was busy with guys making-out shirtless (one Korean guy was even only wearing some white boxer briefs and black boots), by 11 PM, Jasper had to intervene and ask two guys who were sucking each other off on a bench-seat to be a little more discreet, and by midnight, the real show began.

Backstage, Abrozio was welcoming the notorious "Batman and Robin".

"We are never allowed to be there when they arrive or they change. It's the boss special moment." Jasper explained.

I did not want to know more.

The audience was already cheering in anticipation of their upcoming performance.

Finally, at 00:20, the song "pony" started playing and Batman and Robin walked onto the stage.

For a split second, I had a flashback of guard Foster stripping off at Xander's bachelor party in prison.

I smiled to myself.

It was a rare occurrence that a memory from prison could make me smile, especially when it involved Xander's wedding but I guess this was a good sign. Maybe I was slowly grieving.

"I'm just a Bachelor..." The song started blasting off and the stage lighted up.

Two dudes wearing masks covering the tops of their face -- only their mouths were visible -- danced their ways to a different corner of the small stage.

So, there was Batman, who had not much to do with the real character aside for wearing a somewhat similar black mask.

His outfit was made of easy to get ripped-off leather pants, and a sleeveless nylon black top which was shining with the reflective neon lights.

The dude wanted to show off his arms right away. They were certainly worth the money the customers were spending in those refreshing drinks. His biceps were large and veiny, the results of probably more than twenty years working-out at the gym.

Batman seemed to be shaving his arms which as a bit of a miss in my books.

In any case, "Robin" was the one getting most of the attention.

Again, except for the green mask, he could have been playing any movie or anime character, but this "Batman and Robin" theme was just a pretext anyway.

Although he was not showing his arms yet, the lycra pants that he was wearing did not leave much to the imagination. His bulge looked full but it was when he turned around that Robin showed us his best asset.

Damn it, his tight bubble butt compressed in his greenish leggings were to die for! The neon lights let us see his ass crack and hair through the almost translucent pants.

I almost spilled a vodka I was serving when Robin bent over for the first time.

The crowd was going insane and already, guys were fighting to fit some dollars bills in his leggings. The guy could certainly move too.

When Batman was a huge mountain of muscles, essentially grabbing his prominent crotch and flexing his biceps, Robin was moving around the stage, thrusting his hips, twerking his ass, playing with the audience.

He was breathing sex and we were all feeling it.

Thankfully, the activity of the bar was a bit quieter as everyone had focused their attention on the stage so I was able to enjoy the show for the most part.

R&B song after R&B song, the two dancers started stripping off from their clothes.

First, they threw their tops in the air. Batman revealed a bodybuilder body, very much alike to Ralph, smooth from head to toes, while Robin flaunted a less defined, but more natural and hairier frame.

He was still very fit though, just not as shredded as his counterpart, except for his v-lines which were perfectly drawn.

Again, Robin had my preference.

To be fair, they were both experienced (and talented) gogo-dancers. The guy playing Batman must have been around 40, he was an old school stripper. I judged that Robin must have been around 30 but it was difficult to assess without ever seeing his face.

But who cared about seeing his face when Robin ripped off his lycra tight pants and revealed a jockstrap made of green leathery materials?

The guy was jaw-dropping and dick-erecting, if you know what I mean!

"Batman" removed his pants at the same time, exposing an obscene black thong, but at this point, I could no longer care. The Dark Knight had his fans and that was good for him... Me, I just wanted to run and slide all my tips in the jockstrap's green strings of the side-kick!

Take all my money, Robin, you deserve it!

This was the general consensus in the Man Cave. The guys were downright hysterical and when there was no more spot in the straps to hand the stripper some money, a particularly daring older guy tried to push some bills directly inside Robin's ass crack!

Far from being straddled, the stripper smiled largely. He retrieved the bill from his hairy sweaty ass and kissed the 50$ under the cheers of the crowd.

A great way to encourage people to keep on passing money through his crack.

It almost became a game, "Robin" contracting his ass to keep as much banknotes as possible in between his hairy cheeks!

One older guy even slid his credit card in as a joke.

"Told you, you'd like him."

I jumped.

Jasper had just poked my bare waist, appearing behind me.

"Damn... I mean... Wow." I blurted out.

"I know, right? Hot!"

"That Robin guy, he's a killer."

"Yeah, and he's very demanded as he does not make a lot of public appearances. That's a shame, he mostly shares exclusive content online. He does only few gigs in real life."

I thought about Ralph.

Maybe I could help him get a gig at the Man Cave. Good for money, and a way to gain some new fans.

I did not have much time to ponder over this idea as my attention was caught back by the strippers who ripped off their respective thong and jockstraps.

I was not sure they would go all the way. But apparently, on Thursdays, the Man Cave was always going all the way!

I served a martini to a customer and when I looked back up, Batman and Robin were both stark naked... and blatantly hard on the stage.

I was not totally flaccid myself.

The show only got lewder from this point on.

The two guys kissed, or rather made out on stage, their tongues fully and obscenely out. I guess this is why the masks could not cover their mouths, they needed to use them in their routine!

Soon enough, they started stroking their own dicks, and then, stroking each other. I did not remember reading about this part in the comic books!

Size-wise, Robin was still beating Batman to the punch, both in thickness and in length. With my expert eyes, I could tell that Batman was nearing eight inches (very decent), but Robin had a similar huge dick to Austin, closer to a good and fat nice inches.

A crazy idea came to mind.

When Robin turned around, I checked the back of his bare-ass to make sure there was no birth-marks.

Pffew! There was none! Just more thick black hair. Can you imagine if he was Austin in disguise?

Although, I could still picture that he was... That could even be hot!

I made a note to myself. I would need to convince Austin to do some roleplays when he would be back.

The show was coming to an explosive end.

The strippers did not go further with each other than stroking their juicy pumped-up dicks, - admittedly, on a public stage, that was already a lot -, but they did end nutting on themselves... and on the crowd!

"The shower finish!" Jasper had told me as it was raining spunk on the audience.

All and all, a pretty steamy evening!

If I had not been committed to Austin, I would have certainly left with a decent-looking customer who was chatting, and flirting, with me after the show.

He was shirtless too, around forty. His fancy watch indicated that he had money and he was flaunting a perfect set of bright white teeth. A photographer.

I politely declined his invitation for a last drink "in his loft" and some free photographs for a "book" (clearly, practically every bartender that he met were aspiring models or actors), and I came back to my apartment in the middle of the night, alone and horny.

I could not resist to do some Google searches on "Robin", and I ended up finding his social medias and a few exclusive pages he was running.

He was not easy to find at first because he was using different names across platforms but most of the time, he was calling himself: "The Masked Hunk".

The dude was a star under this pseudonym and he was definitely keeping himself busy.

I thought he was probably a married guy or maybe someone with a regular office job as he was never showing his face in any of the content he shared. Maybe he was just mindful of his privacy and his future.

Normally, it was a turn-off for me. I needed to see a face to feel some kind of attraction towards anyone.

But here, I could easily picture that it was Austin behind the mask and that turned me on even more, especially when I finally subscribed to his most popular X-rated page and saw the Masked Hunk fingering his hairy asshole for the first time.

His bio was saying: "Your average straight macho friend, discovering himself... Always curious, often adventurous..."

I creamed myself only two minutes in the fingering video. I had not done anything since Austin had left, my balls were full and ready to explode.

The sperm on my chest was thick, white and gooey. I licked most of it off.

I had barely gone through the hundreds of contents of his page; the Masked Hunk had been active for nearly two years. That would be materials for a future jerk-off session.

I copied-pasted the link to send it to Ralph to serve as another example of what to do to become successful on online platforms.

It was 4 AM and I realized that my brother would arrive in just a few hours, I needed some sleep.

I closed my computer and checked my phone. No new text from Austin.

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MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 7: Batman and Robin (Part 2)

By 10 PM, the dancefloor was busy with guys making-out shirtless (one Korean guy was even only wearing some white boxer briefs and black boots), by 11 PM, Jasper had to intervene and ask two guys who were sucking each other off on a bench-seat to be a little more discreet, and by midnight, the real show began.

Backstage, Abrozio was welcoming the notorious "Batman and Robin".

"We are never allowed to be there when they arrive or they change. It's the boss special moment." Jasper explained.

I did not want to know more.

The audience was already cheering in anticipation of their upcoming performance.

Finally, at 00:20, the song "pony" started playing and Batman and Robin walked onto the stage.

For a split second, I had a flashback of guard Foster stripping off at Xander's bachelor party in prison.

I smiled to myself.

It was a rare occurrence that a memory from prison could make me smile, especially when it involved Xander's wedding but I guess this was a good sign. Maybe I was slowly grieving.

"I'm just a Bachelor..." The song started blasting off and the stage lighted up.

Two dudes wearing masks covering the tops of their face -- only their mouths were visible -- danced their ways to a different corner of the small stage.

So, there was Batman, who had not much to do with the real character aside for wearing a somewhat similar black mask.

His outfit was made of easy to get ripped-off leather pants, and a sleeveless nylon black top which was shining with the reflective neon lights.

The dude wanted to show off his arms right away. They were certainly worth the money the customers were spending in those refreshing drinks. His biceps were large and veiny, the results of probably more than twenty years working-out at the gym.

Batman seemed to be shaving his arms which as a bit of a miss in my books.

In any case, "Robin" was the one getting most of the attention.

Again, except for the green mask, he could have been playing any movie or anime character, but this "Batman and Robin" theme was just a pretext anyway.

Although he was not showing his arms yet, the lycra pants that he was wearing did not leave much to the imagination. His bulge looked full but it was when he turned around that Robin showed us his best asset.

Damn it, his tight bubble butt compressed in his greenish leggings were to die for! The neon lights let us see his ass crack and hair through the almost translucent pants.

I almost spilled a vodka I was serving when Robin bent over for the first time.

The crowd was going insane and already, guys were fighting to fit some dollars bills in his leggings. The guy could certainly move too.

When Batman was a huge mountain of muscles, essentially grabbing his prominent crotch and flexing his biceps, Robin was moving around the stage, thrusting his hips, twerking his ass, playing with the audience.

He was breathing sex and we were all feeling it.

Thankfully, the activity of the bar was a bit quieter as everyone had focused their attention on the stage so I was able to enjoy the show for the most part.

R&B song after R&B song, the two dancers started stripping off from their clothes.

First, they threw their tops in the air. Batman revealed a bodybuilder body, very much alike to Ralph, smooth from head to toes, while Robin flaunted a less defined, but more natural and hairier frame.

He was still very fit though, just not as shredded as his counterpart, except for his v-lines which were perfectly drawn.

Again, Robin had my preference.

To be fair, they were both experienced (and talented) gogo-dancers. The guy playing Batman must have been around 40, he was an old school stripper. I judged that Robin must have been around 30 but it was difficult to assess without ever seeing his face.

But who cared about seeing his face when Robin ripped off his lycra tight pants and revealed a jockstrap made of green leathery materials?

The guy was jaw-dropping and dick-erecting, if you know what I mean!

"Batman" removed his pants at the same time, exposing an obscene black thong, but at this point, I could no longer care. The Dark Knight had his fans and that was good for him... Me, I just wanted to run and slide all my tips in the jockstrap's green strings of the side-kick!

Take all my money, Robin, you deserve it!

This was the general consensus in the Man Cave. The guys were downright hysterical and when there was no more spot in the straps to hand the stripper some money, a particularly daring older guy tried to push some bills directly inside Robin's ass crack!

Far from being straddled, the stripper smiled largely. He retrieved the bill from his hairy sweaty ass and kissed the 50$ under the cheers of the crowd.

A great way to encourage people to keep on passing money through his crack.

It almost became a game, "Robin" contracting his ass to keep as much banknotes as possible in between his hairy cheeks!

One older guy even slid his credit card in as a joke.

"Told you, you'd like him."

I jumped.

Jasper had just poked my bare waist, appearing behind me.

"Damn... I mean... Wow." I blurted out.

"I know, right? Hot!"

"That Robin guy, he's a killer."

"Yeah, and he's very demanded as he does not make a lot of public appearances. That's a shame, he mostly shares exclusive content online. He does only few gigs in real life."

I thought about Ralph.

Maybe I could help him get a gig at the Man Cave. Good for money, and a way to gain some new fans.

I did not have much time to ponder over this idea as my attention was caught back by the strippers who ripped off their respective thong and jockstraps.

I was not sure they would go all the way. But apparently, on Thursdays, the Man Cave was always going all the way!

I served a martini to a customer and when I looked back up, Batman and Robin were both stark naked... and blatantly hard on the stage.

I was not totally flaccid myself.

The show only got lewder from this point on.

The two guys kissed, or rather made out on stage, their tongues fully and obscenely out. I guess this is why the masks could not cover their mouths, they needed to use them in their routine!

Soon enough, they started stroking their own dicks, and then, stroking each other. I did not remember reading about this part in the comic books!

Size-wise, Robin was still beating Batman to the punch, both in thickness and in length. With my expert eyes, I could tell that Batman was nearing eight inches (very decent), but Robin had a similar huge dick to Austin, closer to a good and fat nice inches.

A crazy idea came to mind.

When Robin turned around, I checked the back of his bare-ass to make sure there was no birth-marks.

Pffew! There was none! Just more thick black hair. Can you imagine if he was Austin in disguise?

Although, I could still picture that he was... That could even be hot!

I made a note to myself. I would need to convince Austin to do some roleplays when he would be back.

The show was coming to an explosive end.

The strippers did not go further with each other than stroking their juicy pumped-up dicks, - admittedly, on a public stage, that was already a lot -, but they did end nutting on themselves... and on the crowd!

"The shower finish!" Jasper had told me as it was raining spunk on the audience.

All and all, a pretty steamy evening!

If I had not been committed to Austin, I would have certainly left with a decent-looking customer who was chatting, and flirting, with me after the show.

He was shirtless too, around forty. His fancy watch indicated that he had money and he was flaunting a perfect set of bright white teeth. A photographer.

I politely declined his invitation for a last drink "in his loft" and some free photographs for a "book" (clearly, practically every bartender that he met were aspiring models or actors), and I came back to my apartment in the middle of the night, alone and horny.

I could not resist to do some Google searches on "Robin", and I ended up finding his social medias and a few exclusive pages he was running.

He was not easy to find at first because he was using different names across platforms but most of the time, he was calling himself: "The Masked Hunk".

The dude was a star under this pseudonym and he was definitely keeping himself busy.

I thought he was probably a married guy or maybe someone with a regular office job as he was never showing his face in any of the content he shared. Maybe he was just mindful of his privacy and his future.

Normally, it was a turn-off for me. I needed to see a face to feel some kind of attraction towards anyone.

But here, I could easily picture that it was Austin behind the mask and that turned me on even more, especially when I finally subscribed to his most popular X-rated page and saw the Masked Hunk fingering his hairy asshole for the first time.

His bio was saying: "Your average straight macho friend, discovering himself... Always curious, often adventurous..."

I creamed myself only two minutes in the fingering video. I had not done anything since Austin had left, my balls were full and ready to explode.

The sperm on my chest was thick, white and gooey. I licked most of it off.

I had barely gone through the hundreds of contents of his page; the Masked Hunk had been active for nearly two years. That would be materials for a future jerk-off session.

I copied-pasted the link to send it to Ralph to serve as another example of what to do to become successful on online platforms.

It was 4 AM and I realized that my brother would arrive in just a few hours, I needed some sleep.

I closed my computer and checked my phone. No new text from Austin.

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MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 8: Brotherly Bond (Part II)

Welcoming Ryan home was a breath of fresh air.

I needed some distraction from Austin's absence and Ryan definitely needed some time off, away from the kids.

He appeared on my doorstep, all sweaty from his trip, wearing a summer blue shirt with short sleeves, and some light brown shorts. My brother looked handsome as always.

"Good to see you, bro." He said, hugging me.

He smelt nice, - no cologne -, a pure male scent.

"Looks like you're getting bigger every time I see you." I told him.

"The gym in the garage is the only place where the kids are not allowed. Do the math!" He replied with his usual smirk.

Do not get this wrong, Ryan adores his kids but being an accomplished surgeon and having three boys at home, including twins and a new-born, does take a lot of energy -- and patience - from you.

I, for one, was glad that he was releasing some of the pressure working-out.

Ryan looked fitter than he had ever been.

"Make yourself at home, Austin is not back yet so I'll take the couch tonight."

"Non-sense. Keep your bed Ty, it must be reeking with gay sex anyway!"

"Well, if you think we don't have sex on the couch..."

I replied, feeling cheeky.

"Oh boy... TMI, Ty! That's my own fault for going there I guess."

It was nice that Ryan and I had come to a place where we could joke about our sex life, well, mine.

If you have read the previous stories I have written, you know that Ryan has always been very supportive of me coming out, and being myself.

But I acted dumb, really dumb. When I was 18 and still in the closet, I catfished him. I am not even too sure why... I was horny as fuck, I was bored with porn, he was posting hot pictures of himself on a secret Instagram account.

We never talked about it but I knew that Ryan had found-out and since then, things had been awkward.

Thankfully, when I needed him in prison, Ryan was the first one there, doing everything he could to help me out. In a weird way, the year I spent locked-up helped us reconnecting.

And now, more than ten years had passed since I had made my brother fingered himself on camera. Water under the bridge, as we say.

Anyway, Ryan clearly was no longer feeling uncomfortable around me.

He had never been shy or modest -- the guy basically lives naked anytime he has the chance -- and once again, he was proving himself to be quite the exhibitionist.

When he bent over to pick up his stuff and throw them on the couch, I realized that he was wearing a pair of grey jockstraps underneath his shorts. I recognized the straps.

He was still wearing those then...

"So, Austin is still with his mom?" He asked.

"Yeah..."

"Do you know more? It's been like a week, right?"

"A week, yes... And no, I don't really know much. He just tells me not to worry."

"That's always helpful advice... I won't say anything so you can imagine the worst possible outcomes by yourself, but don't worry!" Ryan rolled his eyes.

I thought that he really liked Austin but Ryan would always act like the protective older brother with me.

Consequently, right now, he was not really a fan of my boyfriend.

"Austin told me that he should be home soon, so I'm sure you'll see him before you leave. Do you want to go grab something to eat for lunch or would you rather rest a little before doing anything?"

Ryan was already lying on the couch. His shirt was slightly rolled up, revealing his happy trail.

"If I close my eyes now, I'll sleep all afternoon. Let's go to the beach instead, I'd rather work on my tan while I rest."

"Sure. Let me grab my bathing suit and some stuff. Do you wanna change now?"

"Nah. I'll change at the beach; I'll just prepare a bag with my speedos and a towel if you can lend me one."

I tried not to think too much about my Adonis brother wandering around in tight speedos. I had an instant flashback of the type of pictures Ryan used to share on his alternative social media account.

I would find out soon enough that his exhibitionist side was far from being contained!

Half an hour later, we were eating some crepes in a small restaurant near the beach.

I told Ryan about my new job at the Man Cave, and I admitted for the first time that I was thinking about writing a book. He thought that it was a good idea.

I really was lucky to have him, I could not have wished for a more supportive big brother.

He shared that things were complicated with Mallory since Noah was born. It was unusual for him to show some vulnerability, he was always so collected and confident. Main issue was: his wife has apparently lost her libido.

"Was not it the same thing when the twins were born?"

"To be honest, I'm not so sure. It was more than eight years ago... There was definitely a time when we did not have sex, it lasted for a while that is true, but we were crazy busy with two babies at home, we were younger too. It feels different now, like, she just does not want it. I mean, like, she does not want me."

I felt for him.

But who would not want my brother? He was the perfect human specimen.

"Being pregnant and giving birth mess up with your hormones, give her some time. It's been less than five months."

"Almost a full year if you count the time when she was pregnant..."

I had never seen this side of Ryan, sexually frustrated.

"Her body has gone through a lot." I pointed out, as if he did not know that.

"Sorry. I know that I should be more understanding. I must sound like a real jerk." He spoke.

"Not at all. And you can talk to me about anything. It's not like I could be judgemental about your sex life."

"Just to be clear, I did not cheat on her or anything."

He bit into his crepe. He had whipped cream all around his mouth.

I smiled at him.

"Well, that's good, don't cheat on her. But maybe, talk to her."

He shrugged his shoulders.

"I think the few days apart will do us some good. We'll see how we are doing when I'm back."

He checked a girl walking by. Big ass. Big breast.

Damn it, he was horny!

"Eyes on the food!" I scolded.

He laughed.

"I did not cheat but I did not go blind either!"

We walked towards the beach eating an ice cream. I had plans to go back to the East Coast for a college reunion the following month and I promised I would go visit the kids during that time.

"You'll come to the house with Austin?"

"Yes. I mean... I assume that he'll be there." I was not convinced.

The topic was sensitive, Ryan let it go.

I proposed to stop at several places to lie our towels in the sand but apparently, my brother had a specific idea in mind.

We kept on walking on the shore until we reached the only gay semi-nude beach of Los Angeles. Only there, he decided it was the perfect place to work on his tan.

"Really, Ryan? Here?"

I looked around us, two black dudes were walking around, their big cocks dangling between their legs. One of the dudes was sporting a good semi.

"Why not?"

Ryan was already taking his shirt and his shorts off.

"You're trying to prove something to me here?"

"What?"

"I don't know, that you're an ally for the LGBT community or something? That you support my way of life?" I made quotation marks with my fingers.

He bursted out laughing.

"I just don't want to be tempted by a hottie and there are only men around. Besides, I like it here."

"Wait. You've already been here?"

He winked at me.

"Don't you dare thinking that you know all of your big brother's secrets!"

I was quite straddled, by what he was telling me, but also by the fact that he was now only wearing his grey jockstraps in a middle of the gay friendly beach.

Both the views from the front with the patches of hair coming out of the (filled) pouch, and from the back with his hairy bubble butt exposed were quite something.

I know I should not fantasise about my brother and trust me; I would never actually do anything with him, but God damn it, he was hot as fuck!

His body was a bit broader than before and at 35, he was showing his first hints of pepper and salt hair.

The "daddy" look suited him.

I was starting to wonder if Ryan was about to go full nude and if he expected for me to go stark naked as well.

It would not be my first skinny dipping but showing the goods to my brother, I was not too sure I was comfortable with. Especially since I might get too aroused in the process...

Ryan turned around, facing a group of twenty something gay guys making no secret they were looking at him, and he slid down his jockstraps.

Full frontal for the voyeurs.

I had a front row seat to his banging ass while he was taking everything off. In the end though, he did change back into a tiny pair of speedos.

I only caught a glimpse of his dick dangling between his legs as he was putting it on.

It was not as outrageous as Sergio but still, Ryan's swimsuit did not leave much to the imagination. The pair of speedos was white and blue, and made him a very visible bulge. I could draw the details of his foreskin.

"You're gonna keep your shorts on?" He asked as he was already running towards the ocean.

I enjoyed the view of his ass cheeks bouncing out of his speedos for a few more minutes and I eventually changed into my own bathing suit.

I had taken my black speedos with me. One older dude was checking me out as I changed. I could not be mad at him. Two brothers barely nude on the beach, I would have taken a good look as well!

Quickly enough though, I joined Ryan in the water and we had some innocent fun.

Finally, I could see him truly relaxing.

It cleared my mind too. For the first time in a week, I completely forgot about my anxiety about Austin or my life after prison, I simply enjoyed the lukewarm water and the Californian sun.

"Mind to help me with my back?" Ryan asked when we were back on the sand.

"No problem."

I could tell that a lot of guys' eyes were on us.

I picked up the oil, a little feverish.


I focused not to get too horny as I started massaging Ryan's back shoulders and then going down his spine. We were standing up. His skin was shining. I kept on oiling him up until I reached his ass crack, outrageously visible as his bathing suit had slid down during our swim.

Shit. Despite my attempts not to, I was getting aroused.

On his side, Ryan did not show any sign of discomfort. He even seemed to be looking around us, making sure that we were being watched!

Thinking of which, he had asked me to put the oil on his back right in the middle of the action. We were surrounded by barely or fully naked gay dudes.

Some were blatantly hard.

"Can you do the back of my legs too?"

My mouth was dry. I was thirsty.

"Sure." I managed to say, kneeling down behind Ryan.

What was he playing at? Why did he want me to be so close to his freaking ass? I mean, at some point, my hard cock would start to show in my speedos!

Anyway, I oiled up his hairy thighs, his calves and even part of his bum and I was done.

"Wanna do me?"

I could not resist to ask. Ryan had already massaged me and it was one of the best moments of my life.

"Sure, hand me the oil, baby bro."

I lied down on my stomach and Ryan knelt down next to me, and then, to have better access to my entire back, he put his two legs across my body, topping me.

I felt tingles in my stomach when he lowered my speedos, just a bit, to massage the top of my ass.

You can never be too careful with the sun! Better be fully covered, right?

I ended-up falling semi-asleep, in a daze. Ryan was skilful with his hands.

When I opened back my eyes, he was no longer next to me. But his pair of blue and white speedos was!

I turned around and I could hardly believe it.

Ryan was wandering around the beach, his feet in the water, his cock in full display... hard as a rock! The entire beach was looking at him!

Wait... People were actually jerking off to him!

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[thehottestmenxx]

MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 8: Brotherly Bond (Part II)

One of the black dudes from earlier was stroking his fat cock, his dickhead was shining with precum. Ryan was shameless, a hand around his dick and another on his large pec to play with his right nipple.

Even for this particular open-minded beach, I had rarely seen that much action! And I knew who was the cause of this mayhem, my own brother!

For a second there, I wondered if I had not been all wrong about him.

Could he be secretly gay? Bi? I mean, was it like Austin? A straight dude who finds himself being attracted to guys later in life?

It turned out that it was none of the above. Once again, Ryan was simply proving me that putting people in boxes does not make much sense.

The dude who was stroking himself came on his abs. In a way, this felt very casual.

My brother smiled at him and turned around. He was not touching himself or anything, he was simply letting people watch his massive cock pointing to the sky.

I was not sure how to react to this.

In doubt, when Ryan came back near our towels, I pretended to be asleep until I actually was sleeping.

When I came out from my daze about twenty minutes later, my brother was lying on his back, his dick visibly still hard but he was wearing his speedos.

There was a stain of precum on the front.

We came back home without any mention of what had happened. I did not really know how to bring up the subject, also, I did not think there was much to say.

We ate some Indian food and we spent the evening watching a documentary. It was quite riveting; The film was following a wrestling Coach who was risking prison after manipulating his athletes into granting him sexual favours.

Not the most family friendly documentary. Tons of wrestlers showing off huge bulges under their singlets, and more obscene shots from matches and photoshoots...

That Coach seemed like a real maniac -- as a shrink, I would have diagnosed him as such -, but he had managed to create a sort of a cult around him. The things he had managed to do with supposedly straight guys had given him an international reputation.

As planned, after the documentary, Ryan insisted to sleep on the couch and I went to my bed.

I was really horny by this point so I opened my favourite porn apps and checked some porn from the "Masked Hunk".

He seemed to be shooting all of his scenes, mostly solos, in the same bland studio and particularly, on a beige couch. The couch was becoming a running gag in the comments' section of his page.

The content in itself was always top notch: from stripping videos, to jerking off, to showing his ass, and then his hole, until he started shoving fingers and dildos and doing roleplays, the Masked Hunk was a real pro at getting his audience in the mood, and he would never fail to make me cream myself.

I fell asleep with my jizz dripping on my thigh.

I almost forgot that my brother was sleeping in the living room when I walked to the bathroom, stark naked, the next morning.

Ryan was still asleep; a huge tent was forming under the loose underwear he was wearing.

At least, he was wearing something!

I took a quick shower, dressed myself up and woke my brother up. The tent had disappeared from his underwear. Maybe he had taken care of business while I was in the bathroom.

"My shift starts at 3. You have any plans for today?" I asked.

"I do. A friend of mine mentioned a new gym here in L.A. Fit'n'Chill. Exactly what I need. I'll try it. We can meet outside the gym when you're done and we'll find a cool restaurant to eat dinner in the neighbourhood. My treat!"

On our way to lunch, we met with Sergio and Allison by the pool.

Ryan did not seem phased by the ridiculously small size of their swimsuits, but to be fair, he could not really act shocked after what he had pulled off at the beach the day before!

As usual, the hugs from my neighbours were warm and very hands-on. Allison seemed to be liking my brother a lot.

With the traffic in L.A., we barely had any time to have a proper lunch that I already had to leave for work.

I could have been late though. The afternoon shifts were always calm but that particular day was very sunny and not much was going on inside.

Only the few older guys who were virtually spending their lives at the Man Cave were there.

I was happy to see Jasper coming in at 8pm to take the next shift.

"How has it been?" He asked with his usual smile.

Sometimes, he reminded me of Xander. But I did not want to think about that.

"Boring as hell!"

"Always boring this place when I'm not here!" He grinned.

"You're so full of yourself."

"Come on, don't be moody like that!" Jasper teased me. "Want me to serve you a drink now that your shift is over? On the house!"

I smiled.

"Not tonight, my older brother is in town."

"Oh. Is he single? A more mature version of Tyler Braxton, I may be interested."

"Damn it, Jasper, can you keep it in your pants? He is married and has three kids."

"Is he happily married though?"

I rolled my eyes and chose to ignore his comment.

"He is supposed to be working out at a new gym, Fit'N'Chill, not too far from here, you know where that is?"

Jasper's eyes widened.

"I did not assume that he was gay when you told me he had three kids!"

"Why are you saying this? He's not."

"Fin'N'Chill is a sauna. I mean, there is a gym and a swimming pool for sure, but the "Chill" part is referring to the sauna."

"Maybe it's not that kind of sauna..." I spoke.

"Oh, it is!" A client intervened behind us with a smirk.

He was one of the older guys, in his sixties. I was seeing him at the bar almost every day. He knew for sure where were the spots for meeting gay men!

I was a bit surprised but at the same time, not so much.

What the hell was Ryan doing in a gay sauna?

I did not make any other comment to Jasper but suddenly, I thought it would be cool if I was meeting my brother inside the place instead of the parking lot as we had originally planned.

I quickly left the Man Cave, wondering how it came to be that my straight married brother, living on the other side of the country, knew more about the gay spots in L.A. than me!

When I came in, there was no doubt it was a gay place.

Shiny pink colours everywhere, pictures of guys flexing on the wall, effeminate receptionists in the lobby, and female popstars' latest bops blasting off in the speakers.

Could this place be anymore cliché? Oh yes, it could! There were pamphlets for gay cruises in the Mediterranean See on the counter.

I registered like any other client, wondering if Ryan had spent the entire afternoon there. I did not want to text him though.

I was not sure of what I wanted or expected.

I just walked to the locker-room, I undressed and wrapped a towel around my waist.

I was anxious, excited. Unsure.

The place was frequented by mostly older guys. A creepy super old dude was looking at me in the locker-room, his hand on a desperately flaccid penis. Can you still get it fully up above 80? I wondered.

I did not mind it but that first sight was a bit underwhelming.

Thankfully, there were also hot daddies in their forties or fifties, some were very fit and others would be categorized as bears.

I was glad that the trend of shaving your entire body was over. I liked the hair. On their chest, their legs, especially around their cock. I have always found that body hair could make almost anyone sexy.

The place was huge, even if Ryan was there, I could miss him.

I walked into a room, multiple guys, at least five, maybe six, were fucking. I did not take the time to check if my brother was one of them. If he was the one being smothered by the Latino dude's ass, I would not have been able to tell anyway!

After a few minutes, it turned out that Ryan was not hard to find.

On the contrary, and just like the beach the day before, my brother had become the main attraction of the place.

In one of the larger sauna rooms, a tall man was stroking his large cock, using his two hands to cover his entire shaft and playing with a large amount of precum.

It was my brother, easily recognizable despite of the steam.

Around him, about a dozen of naked dudes were fapping their cocks. Most of them were sitting while my brother was standing up, in the middle of the room. It was like they were worshipping him.

Some of the guys wanking-off were crazy hot.

The grunting, the moaning and the sounds of the balls tapping against sweaty hands made the whole thing really much exciting.

"You like that, eh?" My brother asked the crowd.

I jumped for a second, thinking that he was directly talking to me. Two of the men sitting on my left jizzed. They were stroking each other off. They almost looked like twins.

But Ryan had not seen me. I was a shadow among many others, touching themselves.

Was I touching myself though?

Damn, I was...

This was wrong. On so many levels.

To avoid checking Ryan out, I looked at one of the younger guys beside me.

The youngest client I had seen there, 25 at most, a nerdy look. He was stroking his long dick furiously while staring at Ryan. The dude was literally drooling, saliva dripping on his chin.

He looked at me. He was cute. Brown eyes. Luscious lips.

My own dick was throbbing. The guy moved on his bench so his mouth would be closer to my cock. He spat on my dickhead.

He was about to put it in his eager mouth when I moved away.

Austin would not appreciate that. What the fuck was I doing there?

From the new spot I was in, I had an even more direct view of Ryan. He was so close to orgasm. I could tell.

His balls looked heavy and full. Maybe he had not jacked-off that morning after all. His dick looked yummy; he was leaking a ton of precum.

That was running in our family.

"Aaaaargh."

He was coming, letting his sperm flying off in the steamy room.

I nutted too. Right at the same time.

"Hmmmm..."

I moaned while jizzing in my hands. I felt instantly guilty and shameful.

That was when Ryan finally saw me. Our eyes met.

Shit.

What did I do? My brother did not look so confident anymore. His jaw had dropped. He did not expect me there.

The younger dude crawled on the floor to lick up his jizz... and mine!

I almost fell down leaving the room. I was shaking.

Ryan and I had been doing so well lately, and now, another awkward sex thing was going to ruin everything between us! Fuck!

I ran to the locker-room but because of the stress, I could not find my stuff. I was walking around naked, panicking, a lot of cum still dripping on my wrists. I should have wiped, at the very least!

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, calm down."

It was Ryan, looking his usual collected-self. Fully nude, his cock still dripping.

"Ryan... I... I'm sorry... I did not know you would..."

"You knew that I was here."

That was the truth. I stopped talking, or rather, mumbling incoherent stuff.

I did not want to lie anyway.

"Let's change and we'll talk. Ok? Not here though." He spoke.

I nodded yes.

Millions of thoughts were going through my brain. It was not such a big deal... Or was it? How could Ryan be so calm?

I was a nervous wreck.

We decided to order some food to eat at home, I did not want to go to a restaurant anymore.

There was no way we could ignore what had just happened and one thing was for sure, not talking about it would make it worse.

Also, I had so many questions.

"I'm sorry, Ryan. You were right, I knew you were in the sauna when I went in. I should not have followed you there. And when I found you... Well... I should have left... It all happened so quickly, I..."

"Jesus, Ty. If I knew that would upset you this much, I would have done things differently! I really do not mind. No harm done. At least, in my opinion."

"Really? You... You just don't care?"

"I mean, I'm the one who... hum... visited this place. And I did not lie to you about it. I expressly told you where I was, there was for sure a possibility you would come."

"Wait... You... You wanted me to come?" I was surprised by my own question.

"No. But I did not mind either. I..." He marked a pause. "I don't mind being watched."

This, I had figured out on my own!

I was relieved to see his reaction but I did not know what else to say. Sure, my brother was an exhibitionist, and then what?

"Are you mad at me?" He asked.

He looked genuinely concerned.

"No, of course, not. I guess I'm just surprised. This, today at the sauna... And... At the beach, yesterday."

Ryan stared at the floor.

"Damn... Look, I assumed that because you are gay, and you know, because of your past experiences, you are really, like, opened about sex and so, I did... How to say that? I did what I would have done if I have come here on my own. I thought you would not give a damn."

"Ryan, are you attracted to men?"

He grinned at me.

"You wish!"

"Come on, I'm serious."

"I'm not. It's like I said, I just like being watched. Look, that's not the easiest thing to talk about."

"Everybody has their kinks. You're right thinking that I do not mind, I really don't. And it's not like it is a total surprise either. I just did not know you would go to gay saunas and shit like that! That's a whole new level of showing yourself off."

"Well, it went progressively. I have started visiting this sort of places after the twins were born actually. At the time when Mallory and I were not so intimate with each other. I did not want to cheat on her and, there is something in me, a weird shit in my brain that makes my dick goes hard when I'm being watched."

Hence, the secret Instagram account so many years before. But I did not say anything.

"I thought it was not harmful if I was letting gay dudes take a peek. I could have my fun without taking the risk of cheating... I guess this is an ego thing as well, I like to be popular in these sorts of settings."

"I bet you are popular."

He smiled sheepishly.

"I am."

"And as long as it's not with a woman, it's not cheating, right?"

Ryan shrugged his shoulders.

"I feel stupid now."

"Don't."

I sat closer to my brother.

"You did watch me, though." He told me.

He was smiling.

"I did."

"You enjoyed the show?"

He slightly opened up his legs. He was wearing his shorts but his spread his thighs enough for his bulge to be noticeable.

I felt the tension growing in the air.

"I did."

A door opened.

"Hi guys! Hi, Ty."

My heart fell in my chest.

I turned around, Austin was there. My boyfriend was back!

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[Krobbie1954]

MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 8: Brotherly Bond (Part II)

One of the black dudes from earlier was stroking his fat cock, his dickhead was shining with precum. Ryan was shameless, a hand around his dick and another on his large pec to play with his right nipple.

Even for this particular open-minded beach, I had rarely seen that much action! And I knew who was the cause of this mayhem, my own brother!

For a second there, I wondered if I had not been all wrong about him.

Could he be secretly gay? Bi? I mean, was it like Austin? A straight dude who finds himself being attracted to guys later in life?

It turned out that it was none of the above. Once again, Ryan was simply proving me that putting people in boxes does not make much sense.

The dude who was stroking himself came on his abs. In a way, this felt very casual.

My brother smiled at him and turned around. He was not touching himself or anything, he was simply letting people watch his massive cock pointing to the sky.

I was not sure how to react to this.

In doubt, when Ryan came back near our towels, I pretended to be asleep until I actually was sleeping.

When I came out from my daze about twenty minutes later, my brother was lying on his back, his dick visibly still hard but he was wearing his speedos.

There was a stain of precum on the front.

We came back home without any mention of what had happened. I did not really know how to bring up the subject, also, I did not think there was much to say.

We ate some Indian food and we spent the evening watching a documentary. It was quite riveting; The film was following a wrestling Coach who was risking prison after manipulating his athletes into granting him sexual favours.

Not the most family friendly documentary. Tons of wrestlers showing off huge bulges under their singlets, and more obscene shots from matches and photoshoots...

That Coach seemed like a real maniac -- as a shrink, I would have diagnosed him as such -, but he had managed to create a sort of a cult around him. The things he had managed to do with supposedly straight guys had given him an international reputation.

As planned, after the documentary, Ryan insisted to sleep on the couch and I went to my bed.

I was really horny by this point so I opened my favourite porn apps and checked some porn from the "Masked Hunk".

He seemed to be shooting all of his scenes, mostly solos, in the same bland studio and particularly, on a beige couch. The couch was becoming a running gag in the comments' section of his page.

The content in itself was always top notch: from stripping videos, to jerking off, to showing his ass, and then his hole, until he started shoving fingers and dildos and doing roleplays, the Masked Hunk was a real pro at getting his audience in the mood, and he would never fail to make me cream myself.

I fell asleep with my jizz dripping on my thigh.

I almost forgot that my brother was sleeping in the living room when I walked to the bathroom, stark naked, the next morning.

Ryan was still asleep; a huge tent was forming under the loose underwear he was wearing.

At least, he was wearing something!

I took a quick shower, dressed myself up and woke my brother up. The tent had disappeared from his underwear. Maybe he had taken care of business while I was in the bathroom.

"My shift starts at 3. You have any plans for today?" I asked.

"I do. A friend of mine mentioned a new gym here in L.A. Fit'n'Chill. Exactly what I need. I'll try it. We can meet outside the gym when you're done and we'll find a cool restaurant to eat dinner in the neighbourhood. My treat!"

On our way to lunch, we met with Sergio and Allison by the pool.

Ryan did not seem phased by the ridiculously small size of their swimsuits, but to be fair, he could not really act shocked after what he had pulled off at the beach the day before!

As usual, the hugs from my neighbours were warm and very hands-on. Allison seemed to be liking my brother a lot.

With the traffic in L.A., we barely had any time to have a proper lunch that I already had to leave for work.

I could have been late though. The afternoon shifts were always calm but that particular day was very sunny and not much was going on inside.

Only the few older guys who were virtually spending their lives at the Man Cave were there.

I was happy to see Jasper coming in at 8pm to take the next shift.

"How has it been?" He asked with his usual smile.

Sometimes, he reminded me of Xander. But I did not want to think about that.

"Boring as hell!"

"Always boring this place when I'm not here!" He grinned.

"You're so full of yourself."

"Come on, don't be moody like that!" Jasper teased me. "Want me to serve you a drink now that your shift is over? On the house!"

I smiled.

"Not tonight, my older brother is in town."

"Oh. Is he single? A more mature version of Tyler Braxton, I may be interested."

"Damn it, Jasper, can you keep it in your pants? He is married and has three kids."

"Is he happily married though?"

I rolled my eyes and chose to ignore his comment.

"He is supposed to be working out at a new gym, Fit'N'Chill, not too far from here, you know where that is?"

Jasper's eyes widened.

"I did not assume that he was gay when you told me he had three kids!"

"Why are you saying this? He's not."

"Fin'N'Chill is a sauna. I mean, there is a gym and a swimming pool for sure, but the "Chill" part is referring to the sauna."

"Maybe it's not that kind of sauna..." I spoke.

"Oh, it is!" A client intervened behind us with a smirk.

He was one of the older guys, in his sixties. I was seeing him at the bar almost every day. He knew for sure where were the spots for meeting gay men!

I was a bit surprised but at the same time, not so much.

What the hell was Ryan doing in a gay sauna?

I did not make any other comment to Jasper but suddenly, I thought it would be cool if I was meeting my brother inside the place instead of the parking lot as we had originally planned.

I quickly left the Man Cave, wondering how it came to be that my straight married brother, living on the other side of the country, knew more about the gay spots in L.A. than me!

When I came in, there was no doubt it was a gay place.

Shiny pink colours everywhere, pictures of guys flexing on the wall, effeminate receptionists in the lobby, and female popstars' latest bops blasting off in the speakers.

Could this place be anymore cliché? Oh yes, it could! There were pamphlets for gay cruises in the Mediterranean See on the counter.

I registered like any other client, wondering if Ryan had spent the entire afternoon there. I did not want to text him though.

I was not sure of what I wanted or expected.

I just walked to the locker-room, I undressed and wrapped a towel around my waist.

I was anxious, excited. Unsure.

The place was frequented by mostly older guys. A creepy super old dude was looking at me in the locker-room, his hand on a desperately flaccid penis. Can you still get it fully up above 80? I wondered.

I did not mind it but that first sight was a bit underwhelming.

Thankfully, there were also hot daddies in their forties or fifties, some were very fit and others would be categorized as bears.

I was glad that the trend of shaving your entire body was over. I liked the hair. On their chest, their legs, especially around their cock. I have always found that body hair could make almost anyone sexy.

The place was huge, even if Ryan was there, I could miss him.

I walked into a room, multiple guys, at least five, maybe six, were fucking. I did not take the time to check if my brother was one of them. If he was the one being smothered by the Latino dude's ass, I would not have been able to tell anyway!

After a few minutes, it turned out that Ryan was not hard to find.

On the contrary, and just like the beach the day before, my brother had become the main attraction of the place.

In one of the larger sauna rooms, a tall man was stroking his large cock, using his two hands to cover his entire shaft and playing with a large amount of precum.

It was my brother, easily recognizable despite of the steam.

Around him, about a dozen of naked dudes were fapping their cocks. Most of them were sitting while my brother was standing up, in the middle of the room. It was like they were worshipping him.

Some of the guys wanking-off were crazy hot.

The grunting, the moaning and the sounds of the balls tapping against sweaty hands made the whole thing really much exciting.

"You like that, eh?" My brother asked the crowd.

I jumped for a second, thinking that he was directly talking to me. Two of the men sitting on my left jizzed. They were stroking each other off. They almost looked like twins.

But Ryan had not seen me. I was a shadow among many others, touching themselves.

Was I touching myself though?

Damn, I was...

This was wrong. On so many levels.

To avoid checking Ryan out, I looked at one of the younger guys beside me.

The youngest client I had seen there, 25 at most, a nerdy look. He was stroking his long dick furiously while staring at Ryan. The dude was literally drooling, saliva dripping on his chin.

He looked at me. He was cute. Brown eyes. Luscious lips.

My own dick was throbbing. The guy moved on his bench so his mouth would be closer to my cock. He spat on my dickhead.

He was about to put it in his eager mouth when I moved away.

Austin would not appreciate that. What the fuck was I doing there?

From the new spot I was in, I had an even more direct view of Ryan. He was so close to orgasm. I could tell.

His balls looked heavy and full. Maybe he had not jacked-off that morning after all. His dick looked yummy; he was leaking a ton of precum.

That was running in our family.

"Aaaaargh."

He was coming, letting his sperm flying off in the steamy room.

I nutted too. Right at the same time.

"Hmmmm..."

I moaned while jizzing in my hands. I felt instantly guilty and shameful.

That was when Ryan finally saw me. Our eyes met.

Shit.

What did I do? My brother did not look so confident anymore. His jaw had dropped. He did not expect me there.

The younger dude crawled on the floor to lick up his jizz... and mine!

I almost fell down leaving the room. I was shaking.

Ryan and I had been doing so well lately, and now, another awkward sex thing was going to ruin everything between us! Fuck!

I ran to the locker-room but because of the stress, I could not find my stuff. I was walking around naked, panicking, a lot of cum still dripping on my wrists. I should have wiped, at the very least!

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, calm down."

It was Ryan, looking his usual collected-self. Fully nude, his cock still dripping.

"Ryan... I... I'm sorry... I did not know you would..."

"You knew that I was here."

That was the truth. I stopped talking, or rather, mumbling incoherent stuff.

I did not want to lie anyway.

"Let's change and we'll talk. Ok? Not here though." He spoke.

I nodded yes.

Millions of thoughts were going through my brain. It was not such a big deal... Or was it? How could Ryan be so calm?

I was a nervous wreck.

We decided to order some food to eat at home, I did not want to go to a restaurant anymore.

There was no way we could ignore what had just happened and one thing was for sure, not talking about it would make it worse.

Also, I had so many questions.

"I'm sorry, Ryan. You were right, I knew you were in the sauna when I went in. I should not have followed you there. And when I found you... Well... I should have left... It all happened so quickly, I..."

"Jesus, Ty. If I knew that would upset you this much, I would have done things differently! I really do not mind. No harm done. At least, in my opinion."

"Really? You... You just don't care?"

"I mean, I'm the one who... hum... visited this place. And I did not lie to you about it. I expressly told you where I was, there was for sure a possibility you would come."

"Wait... You... You wanted me to come?" I was surprised by my own question.

"No. But I did not mind either. I..." He marked a pause. "I don't mind being watched."

This, I had figured out on my own!

I was relieved to see his reaction but I did not know what else to say. Sure, my brother was an exhibitionist, and then what?

"Are you mad at me?" He asked.

He looked genuinely concerned.

"No, of course, not. I guess I'm just surprised. This, today at the sauna... And... At the beach, yesterday."

Ryan stared at the floor.

"Damn... Look, I assumed that because you are gay, and you know, because of your past experiences, you are really, like, opened about sex and so, I did... How to say that? I did what I would have done if I have come here on my own. I thought you would not give a damn."

"Ryan, are you attracted to men?"

He grinned at me.

"You wish!"

"Come on, I'm serious."

"I'm not. It's like I said, I just like being watched. Look, that's not the easiest thing to talk about."

"Everybody has their kinks. You're right thinking that I do not mind, I really don't. And it's not like it is a total surprise either. I just did not know you would go to gay saunas and shit like that! That's a whole new level of showing yourself off."

"Well, it went progressively. I have started visiting this sort of places after the twins were born actually. At the time when Mallory and I were not so intimate with each other. I did not want to cheat on her and, there is something in me, a weird shit in my brain that makes my dick goes hard when I'm being watched."

Hence, the secret Instagram account so many years before. But I did not say anything.

"I thought it was not harmful if I was letting gay dudes take a peek. I could have my fun without taking the risk of cheating... I guess this is an ego thing as well, I like to be popular in these sorts of settings."

"I bet you are popular."

He smiled sheepishly.

"I am."

"And as long as it's not with a woman, it's not cheating, right?"

Ryan shrugged his shoulders.

"I feel stupid now."

"Don't."

I sat closer to my brother.

"You did watch me, though." He told me.

He was smiling.

"I did."

"You enjoyed the show?"

He slightly opened up his legs. He was wearing his shorts but his spread his thighs enough for his bulge to be noticeable.

I felt the tension growing in the air.

"I did."

A door opened.

"Hi guys! Hi, Ty."

My heart fell in my chest.

I turned around, Austin was there. My boyfriend was back!

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MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 8: Brotherly Bond (Part II)

One of the black dudes from earlier was stroking his fat cock, his dickhead was shining with precum. Ryan was shameless, a hand around his dick and another on his large pec to play with his right nipple.

Even for this particular open-minded beach, I had rarely seen that much action! And I knew who was the cause of this mayhem, my own brother!

For a second there, I wondered if I had not been all wrong about him.

Could he be secretly gay? Bi? I mean, was it like Austin? A straight dude who finds himself being attracted to guys later in life?

It turned out that it was none of the above. Once again, Ryan was simply proving me that putting people in boxes does not make much sense.

The dude who was stroking himself came on his abs. In a way, this felt very casual.

My brother smiled at him and turned around. He was not touching himself or anything, he was simply letting people watch his massive cock pointing to the sky.

I was not sure how to react to this.

In doubt, when Ryan came back near our towels, I pretended to be asleep until I actually was sleeping.

When I came out from my daze about twenty minutes later, my brother was lying on his back, his dick visibly still hard but he was wearing his speedos.

There was a stain of precum on the front.

We came back home without any mention of what had happened. I did not really know how to bring up the subject, also, I did not think there was much to say.

We ate some Indian food and we spent the evening watching a documentary. It was quite riveting; The film was following a wrestling Coach who was risking prison after manipulating his athletes into granting him sexual favours.

Not the most family friendly documentary. Tons of wrestlers showing off huge bulges under their singlets, and more obscene shots from matches and photoshoots...

That Coach seemed like a real maniac -- as a shrink, I would have diagnosed him as such -, but he had managed to create a sort of a cult around him. The things he had managed to do with supposedly straight guys had given him an international reputation.

As planned, after the documentary, Ryan insisted to sleep on the couch and I went to my bed.

I was really horny by this point so I opened my favourite porn apps and checked some porn from the "Masked Hunk".

He seemed to be shooting all of his scenes, mostly solos, in the same bland studio and particularly, on a beige couch. The couch was becoming a running gag in the comments' section of his page.

The content in itself was always top notch: from stripping videos, to jerking off, to showing his ass, and then his hole, until he started shoving fingers and dildos and doing roleplays, the Masked Hunk was a real pro at getting his audience in the mood, and he would never fail to make me cream myself.

I fell asleep with my jizz dripping on my thigh.

I almost forgot that my brother was sleeping in the living room when I walked to the bathroom, stark naked, the next morning.

Ryan was still asleep; a huge tent was forming under the loose underwear he was wearing.

At least, he was wearing something!

I took a quick shower, dressed myself up and woke my brother up. The tent had disappeared from his underwear. Maybe he had taken care of business while I was in the bathroom.

"My shift starts at 3. You have any plans for today?" I asked.

"I do. A friend of mine mentioned a new gym here in L.A. Fit'n'Chill. Exactly what I need. I'll try it. We can meet outside the gym when you're done and we'll find a cool restaurant to eat dinner in the neighbourhood. My treat!"

On our way to lunch, we met with Sergio and Allison by the pool.

Ryan did not seem phased by the ridiculously small size of their swimsuits, but to be fair, he could not really act shocked after what he had pulled off at the beach the day before!

As usual, the hugs from my neighbours were warm and very hands-on. Allison seemed to be liking my brother a lot.

With the traffic in L.A., we barely had any time to have a proper lunch that I already had to leave for work.

I could have been late though. The afternoon shifts were always calm but that particular day was very sunny and not much was going on inside.

Only the few older guys who were virtually spending their lives at the Man Cave were there.

I was happy to see Jasper coming in at 8pm to take the next shift.

"How has it been?" He asked with his usual smile.

Sometimes, he reminded me of Xander. But I did not want to think about that.

"Boring as hell!"

"Always boring this place when I'm not here!" He grinned.

"You're so full of yourself."

"Come on, don't be moody like that!" Jasper teased me. "Want me to serve you a drink now that your shift is over? On the house!"

I smiled.

"Not tonight, my older brother is in town."

"Oh. Is he single? A more mature version of Tyler Braxton, I may be interested."

"Damn it, Jasper, can you keep it in your pants? He is married and has three kids."

"Is he happily married though?"

I rolled my eyes and chose to ignore his comment.

"He is supposed to be working out at a new gym, Fit'N'Chill, not too far from here, you know where that is?"

Jasper's eyes widened.

"I did not assume that he was gay when you told me he had three kids!"

"Why are you saying this? He's not."

"Fin'N'Chill is a sauna. I mean, there is a gym and a swimming pool for sure, but the "Chill" part is referring to the sauna."

"Maybe it's not that kind of sauna..." I spoke.

"Oh, it is!" A client intervened behind us with a smirk.

He was one of the older guys, in his sixties. I was seeing him at the bar almost every day. He knew for sure where were the spots for meeting gay men!

I was a bit surprised but at the same time, not so much.

What the hell was Ryan doing in a gay sauna?

I did not make any other comment to Jasper but suddenly, I thought it would be cool if I was meeting my brother inside the place instead of the parking lot as we had originally planned.

I quickly left the Man Cave, wondering how it came to be that my straight married brother, living on the other side of the country, knew more about the gay spots in L.A. than me!

When I came in, there was no doubt it was a gay place.

Shiny pink colours everywhere, pictures of guys flexing on the wall, effeminate receptionists in the lobby, and female popstars' latest bops blasting off in the speakers.

Could this place be anymore cliché? Oh yes, it could! There were pamphlets for gay cruises in the Mediterranean See on the counter.

I registered like any other client, wondering if Ryan had spent the entire afternoon there. I did not want to text him though.

I was not sure of what I wanted or expected.

I just walked to the locker-room, I undressed and wrapped a towel around my waist.

I was anxious, excited. Unsure.

The place was frequented by mostly older guys. A creepy super old dude was looking at me in the locker-room, his hand on a desperately flaccid penis. Can you still get it fully up above 80? I wondered.

I did not mind it but that first sight was a bit underwhelming.

Thankfully, there were also hot daddies in their forties or fifties, some were very fit and others would be categorized as bears.

I was glad that the trend of shaving your entire body was over. I liked the hair. On their chest, their legs, especially around their cock. I have always found that body hair could make almost anyone sexy.

The place was huge, even if Ryan was there, I could miss him.

I walked into a room, multiple guys, at least five, maybe six, were fucking. I did not take the time to check if my brother was one of them. If he was the one being smothered by the Latino dude's ass, I would not have been able to tell anyway!

After a few minutes, it turned out that Ryan was not hard to find.

On the contrary, and just like the beach the day before, my brother had become the main attraction of the place.

In one of the larger sauna rooms, a tall man was stroking his large cock, using his two hands to cover his entire shaft and playing with a large amount of precum.

It was my brother, easily recognizable despite of the steam.

Around him, about a dozen of naked dudes were fapping their cocks. Most of them were sitting while my brother was standing up, in the middle of the room. It was like they were worshipping him.

Some of the guys wanking-off were crazy hot.

The grunting, the moaning and the sounds of the balls tapping against sweaty hands made the whole thing really much exciting.

"You like that, eh?" My brother asked the crowd.

I jumped for a second, thinking that he was directly talking to me. Two of the men sitting on my left jizzed. They were stroking each other off. They almost looked like twins.

But Ryan had not seen me. I was a shadow among many others, touching themselves.

Was I touching myself though?

Damn, I was...

This was wrong. On so many levels.

To avoid checking Ryan out, I looked at one of the younger guys beside me.

The youngest client I had seen there, 25 at most, a nerdy look. He was stroking his long dick furiously while staring at Ryan. The dude was literally drooling, saliva dripping on his chin.

He looked at me. He was cute. Brown eyes. Luscious lips.

My own dick was throbbing. The guy moved on his bench so his mouth would be closer to my cock. He spat on my dickhead.

He was about to put it in his eager mouth when I moved away.

Austin would not appreciate that. What the fuck was I doing there?

From the new spot I was in, I had an even more direct view of Ryan. He was so close to orgasm. I could tell.

His balls looked heavy and full. Maybe he had not jacked-off that morning after all. His dick looked yummy; he was leaking a ton of precum.

That was running in our family.

"Aaaaargh."

He was coming, letting his sperm flying off in the steamy room.

I nutted too. Right at the same time.

"Hmmmm..."

I moaned while jizzing in my hands. I felt instantly guilty and shameful.

That was when Ryan finally saw me. Our eyes met.

Shit.

What did I do? My brother did not look so confident anymore. His jaw had dropped. He did not expect me there.

The younger dude crawled on the floor to lick up his jizz... and mine!

I almost fell down leaving the room. I was shaking.

Ryan and I had been doing so well lately, and now, another awkward sex thing was going to ruin everything between us! Fuck!

I ran to the locker-room but because of the stress, I could not find my stuff. I was walking around naked, panicking, a lot of cum still dripping on my wrists. I should have wiped, at the very least!

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, calm down."

It was Ryan, looking his usual collected-self. Fully nude, his cock still dripping.

"Ryan... I... I'm sorry... I did not know you would..."

"You knew that I was here."

That was the truth. I stopped talking, or rather, mumbling incoherent stuff.

I did not want to lie anyway.

"Let's change and we'll talk. Ok? Not here though." He spoke.

I nodded yes.

Millions of thoughts were going through my brain. It was not such a big deal... Or was it? How could Ryan be so calm?

I was a nervous wreck.

We decided to order some food to eat at home, I did not want to go to a restaurant anymore.

There was no way we could ignore what had just happened and one thing was for sure, not talking about it would make it worse.

Also, I had so many questions.

"I'm sorry, Ryan. You were right, I knew you were in the sauna when I went in. I should not have followed you there. And when I found you... Well... I should have left... It all happened so quickly, I..."

"Jesus, Ty. If I knew that would upset you this much, I would have done things differently! I really do not mind. No harm done. At least, in my opinion."

"Really? You... You just don't care?"

"I mean, I'm the one who... hum... visited this place. And I did not lie to you about it. I expressly told you where I was, there was for sure a possibility you would come."

"Wait... You... You wanted me to come?" I was surprised by my own question.

"No. But I did not mind either. I..." He marked a pause. "I don't mind being watched."

This, I had figured out on my own!

I was relieved to see his reaction but I did not know what else to say. Sure, my brother was an exhibitionist, and then what?

"Are you mad at me?" He asked.

He looked genuinely concerned.

"No, of course, not. I guess I'm just surprised. This, today at the sauna... And... At the beach, yesterday."

Ryan stared at the floor.

"Damn... Look, I assumed that because you are gay, and you know, because of your past experiences, you are really, like, opened about sex and so, I did... How to say that? I did what I would have done if I have come here on my own. I thought you would not give a damn."

"Ryan, are you attracted to men?"

He grinned at me.

"You wish!"

"Come on, I'm serious."

"I'm not. It's like I said, I just like being watched. Look, that's not the easiest thing to talk about."

"Everybody has their kinks. You're right thinking that I do not mind, I really don't. And it's not like it is a total surprise either. I just did not know you would go to gay saunas and shit like that! That's a whole new level of showing yourself off."

"Well, it went progressively. I have started visiting this sort of places after the twins were born actually. At the time when Mallory and I were not so intimate with each other. I did not want to cheat on her and, there is something in me, a weird shit in my brain that makes my dick goes hard when I'm being watched."

Hence, the secret Instagram account so many years before. But I did not say anything.

"I thought it was not harmful if I was letting gay dudes take a peek. I could have my fun without taking the risk of cheating... I guess this is an ego thing as well, I like to be popular in these sorts of settings."

"I bet you are popular."

He smiled sheepishly.

"I am."

"And as long as it's not with a woman, it's not cheating, right?"

Ryan shrugged his shoulders.

"I feel stupid now."

"Don't."

I sat closer to my brother.

"You did watch me, though." He told me.

He was smiling.

"I did."

"You enjoyed the show?"

He slightly opened up his legs. He was wearing his shorts but his spread his thighs enough for his bulge to be noticeable.

I felt the tension growing in the air.

"I did."

A door opened.

"Hi guys! Hi, Ty."

My heart fell in my chest.

I turned around, Austin was there. My boyfriend was back!

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MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 9: The party (Part 1)

I jumped from the couch as if I was doing something wrong with my older brother.

Was I?

No, we were just talking. Right?

"Austin... I was... Hi! I mean, I did not know you were coming back tonight."

"I was not sure about the flight I would eventually take, so I thought I could surprise you."

He came to hug me and he kissed my cheek. We had barely talked in a week.

It felt nice smelling his familiar scent, feeling his strong arms, having him back.

"Hi, Austin."

Ryan extended his hand but Austin gave him a hug as well. My brother did not get the kiss on the cheek though.

"Hi, Ryan. So cool to see you here."

"Tyler has been the perfect host." My brother said with a cheeky smile.

"Everything's all right, man? I understood you were having some family issue?"

"Oh Yeah... It's fine. I... I'm just glad to be back, really."

Ryan did not look too happy with Austin's response but I had made up my mind about leaving Austin the choice on what he wanted to share.

"We'll talk about it whenever you want Austin, but let's have a drink first!" I spoke before my brother could intervene again.

"What you guys have been up too so far?" Austin asked.

Clearly, he did not want to talk about his own trip...

"We spent most of the day at the beach yesterday. Since Ty was working today, I wandered around the city and went to the gym..."

We were not going to talk about the experience at the sauna then... Good. I was not sure of how Austin would have taken it.

We chatted a little more about Ryan's impressions of Los Angeles and Austin went on a long explanation about the new stadium he was working on and the delay with the construction. Apparently, even remotely, he had a lot of work to do.

I was barely listening, I guess I was too busy looking at Austin. He seemed tired but relatively okay, just a little more anxious than usual.

Maybe I had been worried over nothing. I hoped so.

At least, he was still glancing at me, and more specifically at my ass, whenever I was picking up some drinks.

When my brother had to use the bathroom, Austin gave me a passionate kiss.

"I've missed you so much, babe." He whispered.

He put his hands on my thighs. I was instantly hard, but that was not the point, I was mostly reassured.

"Me too. I was worried, Aust." I kissed him back.

He did not say anything.

My brother came back and we showed a little less PDA. Although, given what Ryan was up to, I should not have felt uncomfortable in front of him!

All and all, it was a pretty nice evening.

There was definitely something off in the air but mostly, I was happy to see Austin again. I was truly missing having his body nearby. I even missed his bad jokes and boring comments about sport teams.

I guess this had something to do with love...

We played cards and I was interrupted right before I could win the whole game by a phone call.

It was Ralph and because it was nearly midnight, I picked-up the phone and isolated myself in the bedroom.

"Hey Ralph, is everything all right?"

"Ty, it is... Well... I guess I've got some good news."

He sounded like he was crying over the phone.

Jesus. Ralph was not the type of guys who was showing his emotions. What was it about?

"You're sure this is good news?" I enquired.

"Yeah... It really is. I mean. I just hung up with Mindy. She... She had her kid. Earlier today. Xander is... I mean, the name of the kid is Xander, just like his dad."

My heart fell in my chest and I had to sit on my bed.

Mindy had her baby. How could I have forgotten she was supposed to give birth around this time.

I was speechless.

"Ty?"

"I'm here."

"Mindy is going to send you some pictures and she said we could visit her when she'll be back from the hospital. If you want to, of course."

"Does she have someone with her?"

"Yeah. Her mom is there. She's also gonna help her with the baby. A little Xander. Can you imagine?"

I could and it was breaking my heart. Or maybe it was fixing a part of my heart which had been broken the moment I had seen Xander lying on the floor.

Dead.

"That is a great news, Ralph. The baby is healthy. This is..."

I could not finish my sentence. There were a few seconds of silence. Again, I was at a loss for words.

"I know, Ty."

"Thanks for calling me, Ralph."

"No problem. We can have a drink anytime, bro."

"You should definitely come visit; you've never come to the apartment. You'll meet Austin, properly I mean, not in the parlour."

He laughed.

"Yeah, sure. And thanks for the advice by the way, I've started to get in touch with other dudes for collabs. Carlos, the new-yorker that you mentioned, and the Masked Hunk, they're making crazy amount of money."

"I bet they do."

"Anyway, I just wanted to share the news. Talk to you soon, inmate!"

We hung up the phone but I stayed in my room. I needed a minute to process the information.

I started sobbing up.

In a way, I was mad at myself. To be able to move on from prison, I had sort of blocked everything out, including the great people I had met while being locked-up.

Ralph was the only one I was semi-talking to, and it was mostly about his X-rated page project.

I did not want to think about Xander, about Mindy's pregnancy either. I purposely prevented my brain to go there but that was a selfish move from my part. I had been their best man after all. They deserved better.

The sobbing turned into full-on crying.

Shit.

It had been a very long day... And a stressful week... And a difficult couple of years.

I was bawling my eyes out, forming waterfalls on my cheeks.

Austin knocked at the door and came in softly.

"Oh man, Ty, what's going on?"

Right away, he sat next to me and held me in his arms. I lied my head against his chest. I wished I could have stopped myself from crying but I had opened up the valves and it was impossible to take back control.

Ryan came in too. He was very concerned.

"What happened? Tyler? Please, talk to us."

I wiped my tears off.

I was still crying but I smiled to them.

"It's fine... Oh Fuck... I'm so sorry. This is ridiculous. Mindy had her baby. Xander's wife, from prison."

They got it instantly.

They were there at the trial, when Mindy showed her pregnant belly.

Austin held me tight.

"Is the baby okay?"

"He is... His name... It's Xander."

A tear formed in Austin's eyes. He seemed very distraught too.

"That's a beautiful name." My brother stated.

"Guys, I'm really sorry... I did not want to ruin the evening. I think this... This has brought back some stuff."

"We know."

"Just cry your eyes out, babe, it will be good for you. I wished I had been more present lately." Austin kissed my forehead.

I felt safe again.

I lied down in the bed, still sobbing even though the waterfalls had stopped.

Austin and Ryan lied down on each side of me. Ryan was patting my hair and Austin was caressing my chest.

I was sad. I was angry that Xander would never get to see his son.

I was grateful too. I could not believe how lucky I had gotten that after all these years, Austin and Ryan were both there for me.

I stopped crying.

"I told Ralph he should come over." I ended-up saying, unsure of how Austin would react.

"That's a great idea." He spoke. "Want to organize something special?"

"I don't know, we never have anyone over..." I remarked.

"Hey! I'm here." Ryan said, semi-laughing. "I'm someone!"

"You're right, we never do." Austin conceded. "Let's change that! Let's make it a party while Ryan is still here. We can ask Janice and Richard to come. Allison and Sergio too. I could ask a couple of my friends from work!"

I smiled at Austin. He seemed very excited by the prospect.

"That sounds great, babe."

We fell asleep in the bed. All three of us. Holding hands.

When I woke up, there were just Ryan and I, we had slept wearing our clothes from the day before. I was snuggling in my big brother's arms. I felt a bit guilty about my morning wood.

Austin was making breakfast in the kitchen, it smelt like bacon and eggs.

I joined him.

He had just taken his shower; Austin was only wearing a grey towel around his waist, preparing pancakes with honey.

I kissed the back of his shoulders.

"Good morning, baby."

He jumped a little, he had not heard me coming in.

"Good morning, babe." He kissed my lips. "You're feeling better?"

"Yeah. I'm good. You?"

"I'm happy to be back."

There was still something he was not telling me. I could sense that. But with my brother in the other room, it was not the place nor the time to have a deep conversation.

Besides, Austin was looking way too hot with the first rays of sunshine hitting his back. He was wearing his towel very low; I could see the top of his inviting ass crack.

"Ryan is still sleeping." I whispered in Austin's ears.

"Oh really..."

He started licking my neck. Cheeky boy!

"Too bad you have already taken your shower..."

Austin put two of his fingers into the honey pot and drew a straight line of honey between his pecs.

"Oops. All dirty again." He grinned at me.

I stuck my tongue out and licked the honey off.

Delicious.

Austin was getting hard under his towel. I grabbed his bulge. You bet that I was horny too.

"You taste great." I spoke.

"I think I have more. I'm very clumsy this morning."

He tipped the pot against his chest. The honey slipped all over and dripped against his abs, reaching his visible pubic hair. Some got stuck in his trimmed bush.

"What a mess." I remarked.

I knelt down to be able to properly clean my man off. That was the least I could do.

[Chapter 9 continues below]

 

[thehottestmenxx]

MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 9: The party (Part 2)

"Mmm...."

Austin was getting a bit too excited at this point. The towel did not hold, stretched to its limit by his hard throbbing cock.

"Want to take this to the bathroom?"

"Yeah... I think another shower is necessary, babe." He winked at me.

His chest was all sticky. We hurried in the small bathroom and Austin stripped me off.

He smelt my armpits... and licked them. That was new.

"Fuck, I missed you." He told me.

The kisses became raunchier, more tongue, more saliva, more spit. We were both stark naked and horny as fuck.

Seven days without having sex with Austin were way too many!

I licked his neck, down to his hairy chest, and then to his blatantly hard cock.

Austin's balls looked heavy, full. I swallowed them in my mouth. His large nine inches cock was already dripping with precum, he was smearing it on my nose and cheeks.

I locked the tip of his cock between my lips and I blew him. Nice and hard.

The warm water from the shower started to fall on my face as I was attempting my first deepthroat in a while. I gagged.

Thankfully, I had not lost any of my skills. If I do say so myself, the waiting and anticipation had gotten me more eager, and therefore even better, than before!

Austin did not let me suck him for too long, he was already close to nut.

"Haven't jizzed in days..." He spoke.

Shit. I definitely could not say the same thing. I heard Ryan moving some plates in the kitchen behind the door.

I shoved my tongue into Austin's mouth. Always a good way to avoid talking about sensible topics! Right?

Austin did not complain though. He turned me around afterwards and spread out my ass cheeks.

"And damn, I missed that too!" He exclaimed, slapping my bum.

I laughed as I fell his wet tongue finding its way back into my ass crack.

Fuck, that felt good!

Austin rimmed me, but not for too long. Quickly, he fucked me against the shower wall and then, against the sink.

It was like seeing my pink hole again had pulled a switch in his perverted brain.

At first, we were somewhat mindful of the noise we were making, - we knew that my brother was up -, but after ten minutes of hard pounding, I was moaning super loudly.

It was not my fault though. Austin was making me!

"Tell me you want it!" He was practically yelling.

"Yes, babe, fuck me."

"Tell me HOW you want it!"

"Hard. I want you to fuck me fucking hard."

He pushed his dick deeper inside me, spanking my ass at the same time.

"Like that? Eh? Is it what you want from your daddy?"

"Yes, babe. Harder. Yes! Fuck! Pound my ass!"

"You love my hard cock ploughing your tight hole, bitch?"

Fuck, he was vocal!

"I fucking do, Austin. I love it. I've missed it. Bang me, pound me, destroy me!"

His balls were fapping against my ass. That alone could have woken the old Miss Smith up! Austin was tearing me apart.

It had all started so sweet, with some honey on his nipples, I did not expect the fuck session to turn so intense and raw.

I was fully enjoying it though! Hardcore Austin was a side of my boyfriend that I freaking loved.

Besides, I was no stranger to rough fucking.

I must admit that the next part straddled me a bit.

"You know your brother can hear you scream." Austin whispered in my ears.

For some reason, that made me so hard.

Maybe Ryan was even listening on purpose. We were both horny fuckers in the end.

"Yeah... I know he can... And I don't care."

Austin thrusted his hips one last time, and he busted his loads inside my ass. I felt his warm cum pouring in my hole.

I jizzed at the same time. There was a huge splash on the wall and in the sink.

"That was... different." Austin said sheepishly once he had pulled his dick out of my gaping hole.

"Yeah. It was nice though?"

"Definitely!"

We finished showering together.

Austin made sure to clean my ass and then to dry me off. He could not keep his hands away from me.

I let my jizz dripping on the wall. I am not too sure why, there was just something terribly exciting about Ryan seeing it later.

Austin and I could have gone for round two, - I definitely wanted to -, but we had a busy day ahead of us. We had just a few hours to plan a party.

Well, Austin and Ryan were in charge of the party planning because I had another shift to take at work. My main job was to invite people over and then, to attend the event.

Ryan gave us a cheeky look as we got out of the bathroom together but he did not make any remark.

He was eating his breakfast in underwear. See, he was not too phased to hear his little brother begging to get roughly fucked in the ass.

Overall, I was very excited that Austin was back and about the idea of gathering around good music, some drinks and good friends. I set aside all my concerns and tried to enjoy my life a little.

At the Man Cave, I proposed to Jasper to come and he seemed very excited to meet my boyfriend.

"Cannot wait to meet the notorious Austin I've heard so much about!"

"Hands off!" I immediately warned him.

He winked at me and went to serve a drink to one of the daddies who had been checking us out the entire afternoon.

I really liked Jasper and I hoped Austin would like him too.

We left together around 8 and when we arrived at the apartment, it was already busy.

Allison and Sergio were having a drink with my brother. Allison was wearing a tiny pink dress -- all boobs out, as usual -, and Sergio was wearing jean shorts and a white singlet, all pecs and bulge out, as usual too.

Ryan was pleasantly chatting with them while Austin was discussing with two of his co-workers that I had already briefly met when I was visiting him for lunch hour (A.K.A. sex hour).

"Who is this yummy piece of meat?" Jasper asked pointing to Sergio and Allison.

"That's Sergio, my neighbour. He's straight... Or... I guess he's curious." I told Jasper.

"I was not talking about the Latino guy, who's the dude talking to him?"

"Oh... That's my brother, Ryan."

"The one who goes to Fit'n'Chill?"

Jasper had a devilish look on his face.

"Yeah, and if you say anything about this, I'll freaking kill you!"

Jasper grinned at me.

"Come on, just introduce me!"

I rolled my eyes but I made the introduction. I could tell that Austin was already glancing at us from where he stood. He was probably assessing Jasper.

I did not mind Austin getting a bit jealous.

"I'm so glad you could make it on such short notice." I said to my neighbours.

"Guys, this is Jasper who works with me. Jasper, this is my brother Ryan who is spending a few days in L.A. and Sergio and Allison, my neighbours."

"I know these two. I watch Sunset Drama."

I was confused.

It turned out that it was the name of the reality tv-show Allison was featured in. I have taken a look since then. Not worth your time, I gave up only two episodes in.

"And I follow this one." Jasper pointed to Sergio until he was touching his pec with his index. "On Instagram."

This was not surprising at all.

"Always nice to meet a follower." Sergio said, hugging Jasper.

Maybe hugging was not the most appropriate term. He was fully grabbing his ass. Why did my friends have to be so shameless?!

Austin walked towards us with his co-workers and the introductions continued.

"Thanks for organizing this." I whispered to my boyfriend, being genuinely grateful.

He kissed me. He was not worried about the PDA this time; we were fully making out.

I knew what he was doing. Austin made sure that Jasper was watching this. He was marking his territory.

"Anything for you, babe." He smiled at me.

Jasper nodded his approval. I mean, I had told him that my boyfriend was very hot, now, he had the living proof that I was not lying!

The evening was already going well, -- Sergio had taken his singlet off and was chugging beers wearing only his tiny jeans shorts -, when Ralph joined the party.

It was like my two worlds were colliding. I was a bit worried about the crash but I was also drunk enough to enjoy the chaos.

You bet that Allison jumped on Ralph as soon as he was there. A hot bodybuilder, packing a nine inches cock, not modest about his body and coming fresh out from prison. Totally her style!

Sergio did not seem jealous at all. Better than that, thirty minutes later, the two dudes were doing push-ups competition to entertain Allison and Jasper.

Well, and to entertain me as well...

Ryan soon joined them on the floor, too happy to flaunt his six packs abs to the crowd.

"Who said doctors could not go to the gym?"

Austin would have usually done the whole "frat-bro-flexing-his-muscles" thing, but maybe because his co-workers were there, he refrained from showing off.

I wondered if we were not taking this party too far when Janice and Richard arrived in the middle of a semi-naked beer pong. What would they think about my guests?

They were a little late and Janice seemed very tensed.

"Tyler Braxton, promise me you have not brought us into a sex party!" She told me, holding Richard's hand, as she walked into a room full of shirtless dudes.

"Oh? Have I not told you about the theme tonight?" I asked sarcastically. "I hope you did not forget the condoms!"

It was just too good messing up with Janice sometimes.

Ryan joined us, sweaty as fuck after the impromptu working-out session, to offer the new guests a few drinks.

"Remember my brother, Ryan?"

"Of course, I do. Richard, Ryan is a surgeon. Ryan, this is Dick, my fiancé, he's working in finance."

"Very nice to meet you."

As always, Richard was a bit overdressed in his fancy suit, - especially considering what the other guests were wearing at this point in the evening -, but he did not seem the tiny bit uncomfortable.

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"Woooow! And who's that maaaaaan?!"

Ok. Jasper was really drunk now. He had practically jumped on Richard!

Janice's eyes widened out.

"Sorry about him." I said, semi-laughing. "This is Richard, Janice's fiancé."

I insisted on the "fiancé" part.

"Hellooooo."

"Janice is a very good friend of mine; we met in College."

Jasper realizing that he might have been too enthusiastic backed down a little.

"I'm Jasper. I work at the Man Cave with Ty. I'm his boss, really."

For the first time, Richard seemed uneasy. I mean, he probably thought the Man Cave was a pornographic studio or something. Also, Jasper was a little too forthcoming.

"The Man Cave is just a bar." I clarified. "And Jasper is far from being my boss."

It was all in good fun though.

After a few vodka shots, even Janice loosened up.

"I already saw you in prison, right?" Ralph asked Janice.

"Yes. At the parlour probably. I... I visited Tyler there."

"I thought you were fucking with him; I was freaking jealous!" Ralph chuckled. "I mean, that was before I knew he loved to take the dick in the ass."

"Good Lord, Ralph, could you be any more outrageous?"

To be fair, I knew that he could, I was surprised that he had still not wiped his meaty flaccid dick in the air!

Janice did not seem to mind. She was looking at his very impressive chest.

"He's a lot of talks, and a lot of muscles, but he's not a bad guy." I told her a few minutes later while Ralph was now in a deep conversation with Jasper.

"Good guys don't go to prison." Janice smiled.

"Fair point."

"I'm just saying... He seems okay. I mean. He's easy on the eyes."

"Jaaan, please, your husband is nearby!" I pretended to be shocked.

Richard was talking with Austin and his work friends.

"Future husband." She corrected me. "Hopefully though. I think the wedding planning might be the reason why we never get married. I don't know how couples manage to survive this."

"I thought you would love it!"

"I hate it! And Richard is not a fan either. That's what Steve does now, right? Organizing weddings?"

I had a weird stomach ache thinking about Steve.

"Gary and Steve. Yeah. They find priests who agree to marry gay couples, also help with gay friendly bachelor parties, stuff like that. You know we will probably see them at the College reunion in a couple of weeks. Maybe they could give you some tips for the organization."

"Oh God, no! I don't need any more advice! We tried several wedding planners already but like, coming up with the guests lists, the music, the food, the dress... Frankly, I wish I could just get married, do a small party like this one, and that's it."

"You can!" I exclaimed. "If this is not a pleasant experience, why forcing yourself to go through it? Really?"

Richard turned around to join the conversation.

He was listening to us. I hoped he had not been listening for too long.

"We'll do whatever you want, honey. A big splashy wedding or a small intimate one. We don't have to be planning for over a year, we could even get married this summer."

Janice's face changed. Suddenly, she lightened up.

"OK! Yes! Let's do this."

"You're sure?"

"Yes! Maybe it's the alcohol talking but right now, it's the only thing that I want. Let's drop our wedding planner. Let's drop all the guests we don't like, meaning most of them, and let's do a cute and sweet thing this summer. I just want to be married to you."

Damn me, that was very sweet!

"Janice, that would mean we would get married in just a few weeks. Are you really fine with that?" Richard clarified, holding his fiancée's hand.

"And why not?"

"No reason why not!" Richard stood up and talked to the crowd. "Guys, breaking news, Janice and I are getting married in a month!"

Everybody cheered. Austin was looking at me with his beautiful eyes, full of love. The guests raised their glasses in the air.

Well, except for Sergio and Ralph who were -- for some reason -- wrestling on the couch and fell on the coffee table. They broke it.

Great party!

[MORE TO CUM]

Chapter 10 is cumming next week! Sorry for the issue with the posting of chapter 9!

 

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*Sorry my friends, I had an issue when posting and the last part of chapter 9 is missing:

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"Woooow! And who's that maaaaaan?!"

Ok. Jasper was really drunk now. He had practically jumped on Richard!

Janice's eyes widened out.

"Sorry about him." I said, semi-laughing. "This is Richard, Janice's fiancé."

I insisted on the "fiancé" part.

"Hellooooo."

"Janice is a very good friend of mine; we met in College."

Jasper realizing that he might have been too enthusiastic backed down a little.

"I'm Jasper. I work at the Man Cave with Ty. I'm his boss, really."

For the first time, Richard seemed uneasy. I mean, he probably thought the Man Cave was a pornographic studio or something. Also, Jasper was a little too forthcoming.

"The Man Cave is just a bar." I clarified. "And Jasper is far from being my boss."

It was all in good fun though.

After a few vodka shots, even Janice loosened up.

"I already saw you in prison, right?" Ralph asked Janice.

"Yes. At the parlour probably. I... I visited Tyler there."

"I thought you were fucking with him; I was freaking jealous!" Ralph chuckled. "I mean, that was before I knew he loved to take the dick in the ass."

"Good Lord, Ralph, could you be any more outrageous?"

To be fair, I knew that he could, I was surprised that he had still not wiped his meaty flaccid dick in the air!

Janice did not seem to mind. She was looking at his very impressive chest.

"He's a lot of talks, and a lot of muscles, but he's not a bad guy." I told her a few minutes later while Ralph was now in a deep conversation with Jasper.

"Good guys don't go to prison." Janice smiled.

"Fair point."

"I'm just saying... He seems okay. I mean. He's easy on the eyes."

"Jaaan, please, your husband is nearby!" I pretended to be shocked.

Richard was talking with Austin and his work friends.

"Future husband." She corrected me. "Hopefully though. I think the wedding planning might be the reason why we never get married. I don't know how couples manage to survive this."

"I thought you would love it!"

"I hate it! And Richard is not a fan either. That's what Steve does now, right? Organizing weddings?"

I had a weird stomach ache thinking about Steve.

"Gary and Steve. Yeah. They find priests who agree to marry gay couples, also help with gay friendly bachelor parties, stuff like that. You know we will probably see them at the College reunion in a couple of weeks. Maybe they could give you some tips for the organization."

"Oh God, no! I don't need any more advice! We tried several wedding planners already but like, coming up with the guests lists, the music, the food, the dress... Frankly, I wish I could just get married, do a small party like this one, and that's it."

"You can!" I exclaimed. "If this is not a pleasant experience, why forcing yourself to go through it? Really?"

Richard turned around to join the conversation.

He was listening to us. I hoped he had not been listening for too long.

"We'll do whatever you want, honey. A big splashy wedding or a small intimate one. We don't have to be planning for over a year, we could even get married this summer."

Janice's face changed. Suddenly, she lightened up.

"OK! Yes! Let's do this."

"You're sure?"

"Yes! Maybe it's the alcohol talking but right now, it's the only thing that I want. Let's drop our wedding planner. Let's drop all the guests we don't like, meaning most of them, and let's do a cute and sweet thing this summer. I just want to be married to you."

Damn me, that was very sweet!

"Janice, that would mean we would get married in just a few weeks. Are you really fine with that?" Richard clarified, holding his fiancée's hand.

"And why not?"

"No reason why not!" Richard stood up and talked to the crowd. "Guys, breaking news, Janice and I are getting married in a month!"

Everybody cheered. Austin was looking at me with his beautiful eyes, full of love. The guests raised their glasses in the air.

Well, except for Sergio and Ralph who were -- for some reason -- wrestling on the couch and fell on the coffee table. They broke it.

Great party!

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MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 10: The Mile-High Club (Part 1)

A couple of weeks had passed since my brother had left and since Austin and I had the place back for ourselves.

Still, I had no idea of what had happened to Austin's mom.

Every time the subject would come up (usually from me), Austin would get uncomfortable and we would end-up having sex to avoid getting into a serious conversation.

Great coping mechanism, right?

In the end, I decided to let it go. I was caring too much about my boyfriend to let whatever happened to his family ruin an otherwise perfect relationship.

Besides, did I mention that the sex was really good? I think that I did.

Austin seemed to be even hornier than before, and that was saying something! We were fucking a lot, and we were fucking hard.

"Good Lord, you're insatiable." I told him one time I was coming back from the Man Cave in the middle of the night.

"You don't want it?" Austin asked sheepishly.

He was jerking his nine inches dick off in our bed, stroking his large piece of meat with his two hands. The boy had been waiting for me!

"Of course, I want it."

I jumped on his leaking cock. There were droplets of precum dripping down his balls.

That was the thing though: as much as Austin was horny 24/7, I could never turn my back (or my mouth), on his beautiful cock, body, face, or ass... I mean, the guy was pushing all of my buttons and he knew that I could not resist him.

Also, the thought that Austin had been stroking and edging himself, waiting for the moment I would come home was very much a turn-on.

That night, he fucked me in the ass doggy-style and then standing up against the kitchen's counter. That position felt amazing. It was like I could feel his hard cock pulsating and throbbing inside of my anal cavity while we were kissing each other, full mouth.

Then, I fingered him. We had not done that in a while. Austin came while I was pushing my second finger against his prostate. I licked the jizz sprayed on his abs and thighs. Yummy!

See, do we really need to talk about serious depressing stuff when we can fuck like that?!

That same week, we were planning a trip on the East-Coast where our college reunion was set to happen. It was meant to be a big celebration.

I was a bit nervous getting there working as a bartender at a gay bar, and coming out from prison. I was not too sure how the others would react to see me holding hands with Austin. At the same time, it was a good occasion to move on and own up to my new life.

Damn it. I had nothing to be ashamed of.

I asked Jasper if he could cover for my shifts on Thursday night and Friday afternoon and he said yes. A real friend!

"I don't mind doing double shifts on Thursday, you're the one who's going to miss the big show!"

"What are you talking about?"

He rolled his eyes.

"Batman and Robin are coming back... this Thursday!"

Shit. I had not thought about that.

Their last show had occurred more than three weeks before and since then, the others "Thursday strippers" did not match the hype.

The energy in the bar was still very erotic (and chaotic) on Thursdays, but without the Masked Hunk's hairy ass, sensual moves, and banging body, it was not the same.

Besides, I was not really into those oiled-up, over-tanned, and over-muscled gogo-dancers barely moving around in their fluorescent pink thongs.

Sure, they were providing good eye-candy but they were clearly confusing looking good with being sensual and sexy.

Instead, I had been checking -- and admittedly jerking off to -- the so-called "Masked Hunk"'s exclusive page for a while. After consuming that many videos of the stripper jerking-off or fingering himself, - in the last one, he was impaling himself on a huge dildo -, I kind of wanted to see him in real life again.

Of course, I would have never admitted my obsession for the stripper to Jasper.

"I think I can survive not seeing their show again. Thanks for covering up for me!"

"You're going there with Austin?"

"Yeah. I told you, we met in college. I mean, those guys are more his friends than mine. Janice that you met at the party at my place will be there too."

"The crazy wedding girl?"

I smiled at the description. How ridiculous was it that Janice could be perceived this way?

"She's not crazy, she was a bit drunk..."

"Is she still getting married with that hot Christian Grey's type of guy?"

"With Richard. Of course, she is!"

Jasper cut me off:

"I mean, who would not? That man is sexy as hell."

I ignored him.

"And they kept their word. They did advance their wedding to July. They're doing a small thing now."

"Don't worry, I was not expecting an invitation." Jasper winked at me.

As he would always do, he walked off to take care of a couple of customers as I was about to speak again.

That young prick! He was lucky that he was cute.

To compensate for my absence later that week, I had to do a double shift that day and I came back home at around 3 A.M., exhausted.

Austin was not though.

Yes, he was still in the mood! When was my boyfriend ever sleeping?!

I did not mind a quick fuck, but because I was so tired, he did most of the work.

Austin did his due diligence: face-fucking my throat and then rimming my ass-hole. I just had to let him handle me like a rag doll.

Obviously, Austin pounded my wet hole once he was done eating it, and he bred me properly when he came after fifteen minutes of hardcore banging.

Despite the exhaustion and the nervousness for the trip to come, I loved every second of it. Austin simply knew what to do to my body, to my nipples, my prostate, and to my dick, - which he sucked deep to make me cum in his throat --, to make me feel good.

I fell asleep in his arms, care-free.

We met Janice at the airport the next day.

I teased her talking about how she had become "the crazy wedding girl" for some people now.

"Let me tell you something, having twenty guests instead of two hundreds make a large difference when you plan your wedding. In one case, it is nice picking up a dress and planning a party, in the other, it is a living Hell. Saying this for you, guys! Don't make the same mistake that we did."

Austin and I chuckled awkwardly.

Us, getting married? It would be lying to say that I had not thought about it... But had Austin ever considered it? It was not even clear to me if the divorce with Cassandra had been finalized.

That was the issue with avoiding tough conversations...

"Is Richard going to join us?" Austin asked -- probably to change the subject.

"I won't lie, I kinda wanted to show him off to our classmates." Janice smiled.

"But he's busy. Again. He'll be working pretty much 24/7 for the next few days, some big thing in the trading world or something."

"Meaning you'll be even richer by the end of the week?" I enquired.

"Well, hopefully! On the other hand, sometimes I'm scared we could suddenly go broke..."

"Really?"

"No, not really. Dick isn't a gambler; he does not take any chances. Things can fluctuate but he never loses money, at worst, his bonus is not as big as expected."

She was wearing a brand-new expansive watch.

Indeed, trading seemed to be going well for them.

The reunion was mainly an afternoon and evening event, but I had planned to stay on the East-Coast for one more day to visit my nephews, as I had promised my brother.

I had not visited them since I had stayed at their place right after prison four months prior.

However, Austin did not seem very excited when I mentioned that visit in the plane. We had talked about it before but he was very non-committal about it.

"I'm really not sure I can go there. I might have to take an earlier flight back home. I am really behind on work."

"You could work remotely." I suggested.

"I have moved in L.A. because they want me there. My boss was okay with taking one week remotely but I cannot ask for more. Besides, some of the guys from the college frat might organize something special. So, even if I don't work, I may be dragged into another party."

"Ok..."

Janice gave me a look.

I was expecting her to question my insistence, but instead, she seemed pissed at Austin. We did not mention it. Both Ryan and Janice had become suspicious of my boyfriend.

Do not get this wrong, I was seeing the red flags too. Deep down, I knew Austin was not telling me everything. But I was also living with Austin and I could tell that he loved me, that he wanted to be with me, and I wanted to be with him, so I focused on that.

What else mattered?

And what was my other choice anyway? Confronting him? About his sick mother... That would certainly end well...

To close the subject, Austin used his usual approach. I did not think he would have dared to play this card inside a plane!

He put his hand on my right thigh and immediately, that gave me shivers.

My dear reader, have you ever heard about the Mile High Club? Well, I can confidently say that I am a proud member since that day!

It started with a slight caress of my thigh, until Austin was rubbing my bulge over my shorts. It was a hot day of June when we took off, we were not wearing much besides a tank-top and some shorts.

Janice was mindlessly listening to a podcast, her eyes closed, on the other side of me.

I was getting hard. And horny.

Austin grabbed my hand and guided it to his own shorts. He had already opened the buttons up, I could see his blue boxer briefs and underneath, his hard cock moving like a beast trapped in a cage.

I looked around, nervous.

Everyone else seemed to be minding their own business. My hand ended-up on Austin's throbbing bulge until I was virtually wanking Austin off through his briefs. His cock was very thick, just like a dildo you would see in a sex store.

When he put his right hand in my shorts and I felt his hand reaching my dick, I started panicking.

I also started precumming.

"Austin..." I whispered.

"Something's wrong, babe?"

He was smiling. I felt like we were back in college when we would try some new experimentation for the first time, and it was all forbidden and exciting at the same time.

Austin had always been a daredevil.

He started jerking me off.

"Austin... This is too risky..." I whispered in his ears.

I was actually worried.

What if we were to get caught? If there were a complaint or anything, that would go directly onto my records, proving how much of a sexual pervert I was, and in all seriousness, I could go back to prison.

Austin sensed my legit concerns and he pulled his hand away.

I almost wanted to ask him to keep going.

But thankfully, my boyfriend had another plan.

Austin let a few minutes pass, keeping me frustrated, then he got up and whispered:

"Hurry babe, I'll keep the door open."

My brain took a while to understand what he meant. It should have been obvious but probably, too much blood was fuelling my dick instead of my brain.

Austin walked to the bathroom. He smiled at me right before entering in the cubicle.

I turned around. Janice had fallen semi-asleep.

I was not going to do that... Was I?

My dick throbbed in my shorts.

I stood-up. Austin had not locked the door; anyone could have gotten inside the toilets. Better me than a complete stranger. Right?

[Chapter 10 continues below]

 

[thehottestmenxx]

MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 10: The Mile-High Club (Part 2)

I walked through the few rows before us, feeling like everybody knew exactly what was happening. My face was red.

I tried to reason myself. Nobody would ever go to prison for fucking in a plane's restroom. I mean, doing it among the passengers, that was very risky but in some locked toilets, at worse, we would get suspicious looks getting out.

I was at the door now, my hand was very slightly shaking.

The sign showed it was available.

There was a steward nearby. He looked very gay by the way. I had made my decision; I opened the door.

There was hardly the space to fit two people in there. Austin was not facing the door but he moved against the wall without a sound when I got in. A second later, we were both standing against each other. It felt silly.

"I did not get naked right away in case someone else would have walked in." He told me with a cheeky smile.

I painfully managed to lock the door, moving around was not easy, I had to brush against Austin's bulge to reach the knob.

"That's insane." I spoke.

I was smiling too.

Austin put his hand on my ass. He felt me up.

"I've never done it in a plane." He confessed.

"Never have I. I'm not sure people really do that, you know."

He started kissing my neck.

"We can stop. At any point. I was not sure you would come in..."

"People in the plane will know what we've been doing in here."

He was back to jerking my dick off through my shorts.

"You did join me though. And who cares about what people think?"

"I had to come. I was scared someone else would find you in there. And then, you would fuck a random dude, or girl, instead of me."

He chuckled.

"You're the only person in this world I want to fuck, Ty. On the Earth, or in the air."

I kissed him full mouth.

I was grabbing his ass too. So much cake!

"We don't have much time." Austin spoke, a bit more seriously.

"What are you waiting for then?" I dared him.

Almost instantly, he pulled down my shorts and my underwear in one move and I was butt naked. My dick poked out at full mast.

"Turn around, I want to fuck you."

"Hmmm..."

I struggled to turn around but I did. You know the saying, when there is a will, there is a way.

"Are you ok? Do you think... I mean... Can I fuck you like that, raw?"

Sure, I had not lubed my ass but I was so turned-on that I could feel my hole opening-up for his cock.

"Just use your saliva."

Austin grabbed my waist and I heard that he was getting his own dick out of his shorts. I could actually see most of the action thanks to a small mirror in the toilets. Him too, was hard as a fucking rock.

There was a slight tremor and I almost fell. Austin held me tight.

He spat on his cock and on his middle finger and index.

"I love you, Ty." He whispered in my ears as he started fingering me.

"I.... hmmm... love... hmmmm... you, too." I mumbled, in a daze.

It was incredible, feeling his big dick forcing its way into my tight hole while hearing Austin Prat telling me that he loved me!

Thinking about the college reunion, 19 years-old-me would have done everything to hear those three words.

As for the sex, well, it was definitely an experience to remember!

I do not know what others might tell you about having sex in a plane, but the act in itself was mostly a struggle.

Once Austin was deep inside my ass, there were a bunch of tremors and we almost both fell off in the narrow restroom.

Then, we understood that a passenger was waiting on the other side of the freaking door.

And finally, the flight attendant asked the passengers to go back to their seats and put their seat belts back on. More tremors! We were pressed to finish our business!

I must admit though. The sensations of doing something risky and out of the ordinary were pretty amazing. Especially with "my" man.

Austin was nothing if not resilient. He kept pounding my ass against all odds until he came in my hole. At that point, it felt like the entire air craft was shaking, just like my insides.

Be reassured, he made sure that I had jizzed as well before finishing himself. Austin had always been a considerate lover.

I had my orgasm in the middle of the biggest tremor thus far and I basically painted the toilets white with my jizz.

Oopsie!

As expected, when we came out from the bathroom together, the gay steward immediately knew what was up.

The fact that my hair was messy and Austin's shorts were still unbuttoned did not help. Also, I realized later that I had some droplets of creamy cum sticking to my tank top... But the flight attendant simply smiled at us.

The Mile-High Club really was a thing then. Apparently, we were not the first ones and we certainly would not be the last to find ways to entertain ourselves during travel.

Janice, on her side, was fulminating on her seat.

"Guys! Where were you?" She barked at us when we came back to our seats.

"Where do you think we were? We have not jumped from the plane!"

"Well, with you, I can never be too sure, I..."

I could precisely tell the moment when she realized. Her face changed immediately.

"Damn it! You were... For the love of God! IN THE PLANE! CANNOT YOU TWO HELP YOURSELF?! JUST FOR A COUPLE OF HOURS?!"

"Jan, please... Can you tone the volume down?"

"Unbelievable." She simply muttered. "Cannot keep their hands off each other!"

I could not help myself from giggling. Austin and I were like kids caught eating candy.

Thinking back, I do not regret a thing, especially considering what was going to happen during the rest of the trip. You have to enjoy life when you can!

We landed about half an hour later and Janice was still moody.

"Come on, Jan, relax, it's going to be a nice couple of days!" I tried to lighten the mood.

"I just cannot wait to meet the others and stop playing the third wheel with you two!"

She walked several feet in front of us.

"Shit, she seemed mad." Austin told me.

He did not really know that side of Janice. I was not too worried.

"She will get over it, babe. I mean, we did both leave her to go fuck in the plane's restrooms. She must have felt excluded."

I will admit it, I felt kind of proud retelling our little mischief.

Janice did calm down once we were in the cab heading to the hotel. I think she was a bit nervous too about meeting everyone after all these years.

The entire event would happen in a fancy hotel from which an entire section (and a pool) had been privatized. There were hundreds of guests, alumni from various years.

Of course, we would be essentially looking for people we had spent time with, and Austin was excited to reunite with the "frat boys" he had spent four years with.

Many of them I had not seen since they had fucked my ass in the craziest gangbang of my life.

(Seriously, go read My First Year in College if you have not.)

Anyway, I was stressed but Austin was holding my hand which made me feel much better. He was proud of being with me and that was one of the best feelings in the world.

As soon as we entered the lobby, we stumbled on one of our good friends, Martin.

Austin and I had seen him not so long ago in his new home. The ex-football jock / ex reality-tv star was still a hunk but he was now living in a small Christian community with his wife.

People's lives do take some unexpected turns.

He ran towards us, his shirt already half unbuttoned, his thick hair forming a black forest on his muscular chest.

31 years old Martin was handsome as hell, and even sexier and bulkier than before.

I was glad to see him again. The last time, he had made a weird comment about heteronormativity being outdated and right there, he shamelessly felt my ass when greeting me with a hug.

Clearly, Martin was coming in with an open-mind and the college reunion suddenly did seem more promising...

[MORE TO CUM]

See you nexxxt week for the college reunion... and some revelations!
By the way, thanks to all the Patreon supporters who are joining the ride! Your support is very much appreciated.

 

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MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 10: The Mile-High Club (Part 2)

I walked through the few rows before us, feeling like everybody knew exactly what was happening. My face was red.

I tried to reason myself. Nobody would ever go to prison for fucking in a plane's restroom. I mean, doing it among the passengers, that was very risky but in some locked toilets, at worse, we would get suspicious looks getting out.

I was at the door now, my hand was very slightly shaking.

The sign showed it was available.

There was a steward nearby. He looked very gay by the way. I had made my decision; I opened the door.

There was hardly the space to fit two people in there. Austin was not facing the door but he moved against the wall without a sound when I got in. A second later, we were both standing against each other. It felt silly.

"I did not get naked right away in case someone else would have walked in." He told me with a cheeky smile.

I painfully managed to lock the door, moving around was not easy, I had to brush against Austin's bulge to reach the knob.

"That's insane." I spoke.

I was smiling too.

Austin put his hand on my ass. He felt me up.

"I've never done it in a plane." He confessed.

"Never have I. I'm not sure people really do that, you know."

He started kissing my neck.

"We can stop. At any point. I was not sure you would come in..."

"People in the plane will know what we've been doing in here."

He was back to jerking my dick off through my shorts.

"You did join me though. And who cares about what people think?"

"I had to come. I was scared someone else would find you in there. And then, you would fuck a random dude, or girl, instead of me."

He chuckled.

"You're the only person in this world I want to fuck, Ty. On the Earth, or in the air."

I kissed him full mouth.

I was grabbing his ass too. So much cake!

"We don't have much time." Austin spoke, a bit more seriously.

"What are you waiting for then?" I dared him.

Almost instantly, he pulled down my shorts and my underwear in one move and I was butt naked. My dick poked out at full mast.

"Turn around, I want to fuck you."

"Hmmm..."

I struggled to turn around but I did. You know the saying, when there is a will, there is a way.

"Are you ok? Do you think... I mean... Can I fuck you like that, raw?"

Sure, I had not lubed my ass but I was so turned-on that I could feel my hole opening-up for his cock.

"Just use your saliva."

Austin grabbed my waist and I heard that he was getting his own dick out of his shorts. I could actually see most of the action thanks to a small mirror in the toilets. Him too, was hard as a fucking rock.

There was a slight tremor and I almost fell. Austin held me tight.

He spat on his cock and on his middle finger and index.

"I love you, Ty." He whispered in my ears as he started fingering me.

"I.... hmmm... love... hmmmm... you, too." I mumbled, in a daze.

It was incredible, feeling his big dick forcing its way into my tight hole while hearing Austin Prat telling me that he loved me!

Thinking about the college reunion, 19 years-old-me would have done everything to hear those three words.

As for the sex, well, it was definitely an experience to remember!

I do not know what others might tell you about having sex in a plane, but the act in itself was mostly a struggle.

Once Austin was deep inside my ass, there were a bunch of tremors and we almost both fell off in the narrow restroom.

Then, we understood that a passenger was waiting on the other side of the freaking door.

And finally, the flight attendant asked the passengers to go back to their seats and put their seat belts back on. More tremors! We were pressed to finish our business!

I must admit though. The sensations of doing something risky and out of the ordinary were pretty amazing. Especially with "my" man.

Austin was nothing if not resilient. He kept pounding my ass against all odds until he came in my hole. At that point, it felt like the entire air craft was shaking, just like my insides.

Be reassured, he made sure that I had jizzed as well before finishing himself. Austin had always been a considerate lover.

I had my orgasm in the middle of the biggest tremor thus far and I basically painted the toilets white with my jizz.

Oopsie!

As expected, when we came out from the bathroom together, the gay steward immediately knew what was up.

The fact that my hair was messy and Austin's shorts were still unbuttoned did not help. Also, I realized later that I had some droplets of creamy cum sticking to my tank top... But the flight attendant simply smiled at us.

The Mile-High Club really was a thing then. Apparently, we were not the first ones and we certainly would not be the last to find ways to entertain ourselves during travel.

Janice, on her side, was fulminating on her seat.

"Guys! Where were you?" She barked at us when we came back to our seats.

"Where do you think we were? We have not jumped from the plane!"

"Well, with you, I can never be too sure, I..."

I could precisely tell the moment when she realized. Her face changed immediately.

"Damn it! You were... For the love of God! IN THE PLANE! CANNOT YOU TWO HELP YOURSELF?! JUST FOR A COUPLE OF HOURS?!"

"Jan, please... Can you tone the volume down?"

"Unbelievable." She simply muttered. "Cannot keep their hands off each other!"

I could not help myself from giggling. Austin and I were like kids caught eating candy.

Thinking back, I do not regret a thing, especially considering what was going to happen during the rest of the trip. You have to enjoy life when you can!

We landed about half an hour later and Janice was still moody.

"Come on, Jan, relax, it's going to be a nice couple of days!" I tried to lighten the mood.

"I just cannot wait to meet the others and stop playing the third wheel with you two!"

She walked several feet in front of us.

"Shit, she seemed mad." Austin told me.

He did not really know that side of Janice. I was not too worried.

"She will get over it, babe. I mean, we did both leave her to go fuck in the plane's restrooms. She must have felt excluded."

I will admit it, I felt kind of proud retelling our little mischief.

Janice did calm down once we were in the cab heading to the hotel. I think she was a bit nervous too about meeting everyone after all these years.

The entire event would happen in a fancy hotel from which an entire section (and a pool) had been privatized. There were hundreds of guests, alumni from various years.

Of course, we would be essentially looking for people we had spent time with, and Austin was excited to reunite with the "frat boys" he had spent four years with.

Many of them I had not seen since they had fucked my ass in the craziest gangbang of my life.

(Seriously, go read My First Year in College if you have not.)

Anyway, I was stressed but Austin was holding my hand which made me feel much better. He was proud of being with me and that was one of the best feelings in the world.

As soon as we entered the lobby, we stumbled on one of our good friends, Martin.

Austin and I had seen him not so long ago in his new home. The ex-football jock / ex reality-tv star was still a hunk but he was now living in a small Christian community with his wife.

People's lives do take some unexpected turns.

He ran towards us, his shirt already half unbuttoned, his thick hair forming a black forest on his muscular chest.

31 years old Martin was handsome as hell, and even sexier and bulkier than before.

I was glad to see him again. The last time, he had made a weird comment about heteronormativity being outdated and right there, he shamelessly felt my ass when greeting me with a hug.

Clearly, Martin was coming in with an open-mind and the college reunion suddenly did seem more promising...

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Again you’ve got us on the edge of our seats TL. I can bet this reunion is a masterpiece. Cheers from New Zeanad.

 

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MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 11: The Reunion (Part 1)

The "early thirties" stage of a man's life is widely underrated. Look-wise, I mean.

Martin was far from being the only one looking better than ever!

The 32 years old version of Henry, who joined us at the bar of the hotel's lobby shortly after our arrival, looked gorgeous in his fancy Hugo Boss suit.

Imagine seeing all your favourite college boys turned into hunky daddies! A taste of Heaven.

Young enough to have kept their fit jock body intact, only with more hair, more charisma, and more experience to offer.

Henry came with a girl, Natasha. A Slovenian expat, living in the U.S. since her teenage years. She was wearing a purple dress, very classy (and quite boring).

Her blond hair and pale skin were clashing with Henry's dark chocolate's skin but the two were stunning together. Like movie stars' level of hotness.

Henry was already looking more mature than any of us during my freshman year, but ten years later, with some dapper clothes tightly fit around his muscular frame, he was definitely a full-on grown up.

Henry was the CEO of a tech brand. He explained the product he was selling during our first drink but I did not catch much of it. I think I was too distracted by the top button of his white shirt, ready to pop at any given moment.

Martin was not helping. He was still acting very much like an immature college freshman, - despite his new life as a "Christian man" -, and he kept on poking Henry's visible nipples to mess up with him.

The two had been bros for years. That night, it felt like they were 20 all over again. Natasha did not seem to mind; She was staring at Martin's chest hair like she wanted a bite.

I get it. Martin's salty skin did seem like a delicious dish.

After Henry and Martin, we met with Ashley and her husband of two years, Dimitri. I did check Austin's reaction, making sure he was not too jealous of Ashley holding hands (and then French-kissing) another (cute) guy.

He did not seem to care. Good! Austin even chatted with Dimitri for a while.

They talked about their respective jobs, apparently, they knew some people in common.

On our side, Janice and I were very happy to see Ashley and to-catch up with her.

Ashley had not changed one bit.

She was still the same upfront, dynamic and positive woman. Ashley had never been shy about showing some cleavage, talking loudly or sharing intimate details of her life with anyone who cared to listen and, here again, she was true to herself.

"Tyyyyyyy, our gangsta!!" She yelled from the other side of the room when she first saw me.

Great to be introduced this way, I thought.

As many of my friends, Ashley was quite interested by my experience in prison, - I could not really blame her -, but the subject of our conversation quickly moved on to Austin.

Despite the fact that I was currently dating her ex, she had been quite supportive of me trying my chance with Austin, even way back in college. You see, Ashley was all about freedom and thinking outside of the box.

"In the end, you can really thank me." She told me seriously.

"Why?"

"If I had stayed with Austin during our first year, you two would have never gotten together..."

"Yeah... I successfully got him eleven years later. Very efficient technique!"

She smiled at me.

"Nah! Don't pull that shit with me. You know damn well you planted those seeds during that freshman year! Now, you're only harvesting."

I smiled back.

"I guess that I did."

"That's crazy when you think about it. I know for a fact Austin loves to eat a good pussy so I've always imagined him going from one girl to another. Don't get me wrong though, I think you are looking so freaking cute together. Like relationship goal!"

"Ashley, for God's sake!" Janice rolled her eyes.

"Just stating the truth."

"No doubt about that." I replied calmly. "But weirdly, Austin does tend to love eating my ass over any other pussy."

Ashley and I both chuckled while Janice put her head in her hands, getting desperate by how inappropriate we were being.

I could take Ashley's banter anytime. I had accepted that Austin was straight, or whatever, but I was his "exception". And at this point in time, I was fine with it. I did not need to put him, or anyone for that matter, in a box.

In a way, the fact that Austin was comfortable with holding my hand or showing signs of affection, while his frat bros were around, was the most beautiful gesture that he could have offered me.

My 18 years-old self would have given anything to have this, and finally, here we were.

Overall, the evening went great... Although, things degenerated somewhat throughout the night.

We did some throwback dancing to the hits we were listening to back in college, retold some crazy anecdotes, and the group of frat boys were getting along just like they had never left each other. They sure looked older but they were acting as outrageously and lewdly as they did in college.

Only Tobias (that real asshole of the bunch!) had not been invited back. Good riddance!

Luis made an apparition at 9 PM and Janice shared an awkward moment with him. They had dated for about a year before separating.

Luis did not seem to have a girlfriend whereas Janice was very happy to tell him (and tell everybody else) that she was getting married in three weeks. She was even showing off pictures of Richard to every guest she was engaging with.

On the other side of the room, Martin was already starting to blabber incoherently and was taking way too many vodka shots. Obviously, he had thrown his top away a long time ago. Frat guys are not really known to hold on to their shirts.

I assumed that the newly-found Christian man needed to loosen-up while he was away from his wife...

I went to the bathroom feeling a little buzz.

Pissing in a urinal is often a great way to know if you should keep drinking or take a break and right there, I could tell it was time for me to hold off on the booze. I was aiming poorly and my head was spinning.

Not the best circumstances to meet with an ex...

"Tyler! I was not sure you would be here."

I was still peeing but I turned my head, not sure if I was hallucinating or not.

Steve was there. Looking handsome as ever in a tank-top showcasing his large biceps. He was now sporting a trimmed beard but his bright smile, which had made me fall for him, was the same as I remembered.

He also had a tattoo on his forearm, a small pride flag... and of course, I had to notice, he was wearing a wedding ring on his finger.

"I... Steve... Nice to..."

"Dude, you're pissing everywhere!" He laughed.

Fuck. I was! But that was his fault, he had cut me off in the middle of the action!

"Damn. Sorry, I'm a little drunk."

"We've just got here; we seem to be late to the party. We do not live far away but Gary had to work late."

Oh... Gary. Of course.

I finally stopped pissing and put my dick back in my pants.

I walked towards Steve for a hug but then, realizing that my hands were full of pee, I walked to the sink instead. It gave the impression that I had purposely ignored him.

Talk about the reunion with an ex being awkward!

"I'm just washing my hands." I pointed out stupidly.

He did not seem to care and started to use the urinal himself. I mean, he had come to the restrooms for the same reason that I had... I saw his dick. A proper flaccid big black cock. I had a vivid memory of his sweety taste. But that was not the point.

"Gary is here then?" I asked.

"Yeap..." He shook his cock for the final droplets. Why was I looking at his junks? "Austin, too?"

The mention of Austin inevitably made the whole situation cringier.

If you need a bit of context here, Steve found out that Austin was fucking me while we were dating. He also punched Austin in the face. It was a whole mess, especially because Austin and Steve were in the wrestling and football teams together and were supposed to be friends... Aaaah... The college years!

"He is. Austin... I mean... We came here together."

"I heard."

I thought that Steve was mad but when he turned around, he was smiling.

"Look, Steve, when I think about the time, we were... What I did..."

Steve washed his hands.

I was unable to read his face, maybe because of the alcohol. I was nervous until he put his hand on my right shoulder and gave me another reassuring (bright) smile.

"When I saw you give your testimony on TV a few months ago, I thought you were fucking brave, Ty. I really wanted to tell you that. I also realized you were truly incapable of keeping it in your pants!" He looked down at my crotch.

"But, you know what? If it turns out, in the end, that you cheated on me with the only guy you are capable of staying faithful to, I guess I should be supporting your relationship!"

Sadly, I was too drunk to comprehend everything Steve was saying and how much that was meaningful.

I hated the fact that the whole world had seen me testified against the prison system and had, at the same occasion, learnt a lot about my intimate life.

"I don't cheat. I mean. I try not to."

I do not know why I said that among all the other things I could have said. Steve did not seem bothered.

"I bet. I'm serious though. Time has passed. I'm definitely team Ausler, or Tytin, or Austy... Damn, your ship names really do not work!"

I chuckled.

"Thank you. I'm really trying to make this work. This relationship." I said sincerely.

"Well, I really hope you do."

He seemed genuine.

"I'm sorry, Steve."

"It was eleven years ago. Without you acting so shitty, I would have never gotten the chance to try things out with Gary. You were an awful boyfriend but in retrospect, you cheating on me may have been the best thing that could have happened to me."

Again, he seemed sincere. I smiled. Maybe I was the perfect amount of drunk to have this conversation after all.

I hugged him.

"You could even thank me then!"

"Don't push it."

"Just kidding... And you know I'm team SteevRy, or GaVe, or... Damn, your ship names do not work either. At all. Way worse than Austin and I!"

We both laughed.

When we got out of the bathroom, Steeve brought me to Gary.

At this point, most of the frat guys, including Austin, were already jumping in the pool. I saw a couple of dicks flopping around: Luis, Rohan and Martin had decided it was time to go skinny dipping.

Some things never change, I guess.

Gary, like the others, had aged nicely. I noticed that he had the same tattoo than Steve on his forearm... and of course, the same wedding ring. Gary made a weird face when he saw me walking towards him with his husband.

"Hey, Gary, so cool to see you. Steve and I stumbled on each other in the restrooms."

"We behaved." Steve added, kissing his husband.

They did look cute together. I considered that it was a great sign of my mental stability that I was not feeling any hint of jealousy.

Gary gave me a quick hug.

"I'm glad to see you, Ty, and to hear you're doing better after your... hmmm... your issues last year. We were worried about you."

"I really was the talk of the town, was I?"

"Yeah... Well, you know that I'm aware of the feeling." Gary added.

I hesitated to directly mention Professor Fletcher and the sex scandal we had been both part of but I decided against it and changed the topic.

"So, you two are opening a business together?"

"YOUR FABULOUS WEDDINGS!" They chanted in unison.

"Premium wedding planning for gay couples who deserve to celebrate their love." Gary further explained.

"Quite the programme... and quite the market!"

"We can only hope the Supreme Court won't be that backward that they would go back on gay marriage..." Steve mentioned sombrely.

"No politics." Gary intervened.

From what I understood, Steve and Gary had both become very much involved in activism during the last few years.

It was pretty amazing, and even inspiring, to see Gary being so opened about his sexuality when I knew how much he was hiding it like a shameful secret back in college.

"You know Janice is getting married." I mentioned a few minutes later.

We were walking by the pool. Thank God, we had rented an entire section of the hotel because the guys were howling (and acting) like animals. Austin had gone full nude too by the way... Great... I rolled my eyes when I saw that.

"Yes. In three fucking weeks, we know! Janice cannot stop talking about it!" Steve complained with a grin.

He was not really mad.

"I mean, her fiancé does look handsome on the pictures." Gary pointed out.

"Richard does look good in real life too." I confirmed.

The conversation then moved on to my life in Los Angeles and my work at the Man Cave. Gary and Steve promised they would come by the next time they would travel to the West Coast. I suggested them to visit on a Thursday night.

Once we had passed the first few awkward moments, the three of us were actually getting along fine.

Was it not the proof that time can heal everything?

We were casually chatting when a wet naked man ran towards us like a maniac.

It was Austin. His big dick flopping against his wet thighs.

"Guys! I did not you were here!" He was panting and looking distraught.

"What... What are you talking about?"

It took me a few moments to understand that Austin was freaking out seeing me talking with my ex.

That was rich of him to get jealous! Besides Ashley, Austin had slept with half of the women attending the event. And everyone was now enjoying the view of my boyfriend wandering out of the pool, stark naked!

"Nice to see you." Gary said looking at Austin, and then directing his gaze much lower. "Nice to see you too."

"Austin, really? No speedos?" I told him.

"I... I just came out from the pool. We were having... Hum... fun with the guys. I saw you... talking with... I... I thought I'd say hi."

He put his hands in front of his junks. He was not hiding much but I found that funny. Austin was clearly drunk.

Maybe the early thirties are a good time for the looks, but clearly not for the alcohol resistance. Everyone was hammered.

"Come on, get a towel. You're drunk, babe."

I moved Austin aside and let Gary and Steve engaged with Rohan, another ex-member of the football team.

"Martin and Henry were giving us dares... You know how they are... Everyone is having fun... I got naked but it was really just for a laugh... And... What the fuck were you doing with Steve?"

"I was with Steve... and his freaking husband, Austin! We were just chatting. What did you think? We were about to have a threesome?"

He shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know... My mind switched when I saw you with him. I'm dumb. I panicked."

"Austin, if anything were to happen, you know that I would have invited you, to make it a four."

I winked at him.

"That's not funny."

"You're the one wandering around naked, playing with other dudes."

"But I'm not into them!"

"I don't know that. And half of the women here, you have already fucked."

He looked at me sheepishly.

"That's fair. I'll give you that, but you're the one I'm fucking tonight. Not them."

Jesus Christ, that was hot to hear. I almost jumped on him.

"Guyyyys, come in the pool! Stop making drama out of nothing and get naaaaaked!"

Ashley was calling on us, playing in the water, flashing her breasts. Her boyfriend, nude as well, was casually chatting with Henry next to her.

"Ok." I said spontaneously.

Austin looked at me weirdly.

"Really?"

"I'm not the shy closeted freshman boy anymore. You should know that by now!"

What the hell, I took my clothes off and dove in the pool as well! Most of these dudes had already seen me naked (and/or fucked me) anyway.

Austin joined me right after and soon, 50% of the alumni were scrambling in the pool. I was touching dicks (and boobs) of strangers while kissing Austin full mouth.

"I love you." He whispered in my ears.

The night did not turn into an orgy though. After more dancing, more stupid dares, and more drinking, we ended up discussing about our lives and what getting older truly meant.

The family and wedding's topics came up again.

Who was married? Who was not? Who wanted to be?

I looked into Austin's eyes, we were lying on a towel, listening to everyone's stories but not sharing our own.

We had been together for about four months. It was too soon to get married of course... But maybe, it was not. Who else would I ever love better than him?

I had dated many guys, even got engaged once, but no other man had ever compared to Austin Prat.

"I have some news too..."

Martin stood up and almost fell right back down. Henry was holding him, his semi-hard dick shamelessly dangling next to his naked friend.

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MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 11: The Reunion (Part 2)

"Christie is pregnant. I was not supposed to say. It's way too soon. But guys... Guys... I'm gonna be a daddy!"

People cheered and Martin thanked them... by puking on the floor!

Very classy. I had a flashback to my very first college party where a dude had puked on my tee-shirt. What a drama it was at the time. Silly.

"Dude, I think the party is over." Luis spoke solemnly.

Austin helped Henry and Luis bringing Martin back to his room.

"Just one more drink, guys! I'm good!" Martin was yelling as he was getting escorted out.

His fat hairy ass was getting lifted up in the air. I could not say if Martin was looking pathetic or sexy. Probably a bit of both.

I wished everybody's good night. Janice and Ashley were still sharing personal details of their lives, telling how much they were missing each other, promising to find time to spend time together.

I went back to my room alone and I decided to take a shower, waiting for Austin. It was about 4 AM.

When I heard some movement in the room, I realized Austin had returned with someone.

"We just finish that beer and we're done, man. Ok?"

"Yeah, yeah... Sure... I just don't want to go to bed right now. Aust, it's one of my last nights with some sort of freedom! You know that I have to go to church every single Sunday?!"

Martin was there...

"Dude, let's be clear, no puking in the room."

I was not sure whether they knew that I was there. I did not mean to listen but I was drying myself off. And suddenly, I heard them talking about me.

"Sometimes I think about you two. Since you came by the house in February. I still cannot wrap my head around you guys actually dating. I mean, Ty, not surprising, but you, man! You were a player! You could have gotten every babe! And then, you had Cassie!"

"We are, though. Together." Austin stated matter-of-factly.

I could not hear Martin well. He was further away from the bathroom's door and he was mumbling like someone who had way too much to drink.

I thought I heard him say something in the line of: "Never pictured you as a fag."

"Maybe you should try it before you judge." Austin had replied.

They were still cheering with their beers.

At this point, I can admit, I was actively listening.

"Oh, I don't judge. Look. I cannot talk too much about it, but I... There's this guy in my neighbourhood. A true-born faggot. Like a real one. He loves to blow cocks, all sloppy and stuff. Just the way I love it! See! I don't deny gay guys do it better than girls, they truly love juicy cocks, but then, the kissing, the dating... That's the whole other story."

"Don't use the word faggots, Martin."

"I'm not talking about you. Or about Ty... Just this particular guy."

"Dude..."

"Ok. Sorry! You know I do not mean it badly. I just told you; I get blown by this guy on a regular basis and I love it. Women are so annoying, sometimes, I wish I were into guys, for real."

Austin chuckled.

"I'm not even sure that I am. Into guys, I mean."

"But Ty?"

My heart started racing in my chest. I was ready to get my heart broken, but the opposite happened.

"Imagine you have a best friend, someone you love talking to and hang around, your favourite person to share a beer with. Then, imagine, this best friend of yours is doing things in the bed that no one else does, he's like your perfect match in the sack! And finally, imagine that you realize that you are actually attracted to this guy, for real... Like your heart beats faster when you see him, you feel the butterflies in your stomach... And now, picture, that it is reciprocal! If you can just admit it to yourself, that what you have is... like... perfect and special... That's it, you're all set."

My eyes teared-up, I was very moved.

"When you put it like that..." Martin mumbled.

"It took me a failed marriage and ten years to get it so, you know, I'm not one to lecture anyone about love, sex, or relationships..."

"I'm freaking out, Aust. I've changed my entire life to move in with Christie. I'm working at a freaking factory which makes huge freezers. I'm doing it all to have the real deal. The wedding and now the baby."

"Aren't you happy about it? Excited about the baby?"

"I am! I really am! We wanted it. I've been wanting it for so long. But I don't know. Being here tonight, I realize I'm saying goodbye to a big fun part of my life. But of course, I want a kid. Everybody does, no?"

Austin did not say anything.

This was something I would never be able to give him, not in the traditional way at least.

They became silent, I wondered if they were not slowly falling asleep. Maybe Martin had left. When I got out the bathroom, a thick towel around my waist, they were both lying on the bed in their underwear.

It was smelling like testosterone and sweat in the room.

Austin straightened up when he saw me.

"You were here, honey?"

"Just taking a quick shower. I hate smelling like chlorine. You're feeling better, Martin?"

"Much better! Top shape!"

Martin sat down on the edge of the bed and flexed his biceps to make his point.

What an idiot. He was lucky he looked good. "Daddy Martin".

"Great to hear. What were you talking about?" I asked innocently.

"Life, love... Sex... I was telling Austin how gay guys are often the best at sucking cocks."

"No argument there." I replied.

Martin had his signature cheeky smile on his face.

"I did not forget what you have done for the football team back then. Your service had been very much appreciated."

Martin started to fondle with his dick in his briefs. I could already see the thick black bush which was his pubic hair. Austin was cautious, waiting to see my reactions.

Maybe they had planned to try something with me. But at that moment, - it was likely the booze talking -, I had an idea of my own.

"Yeah. My first gangbang! It's not something you can easily forget. You were not so bad either."

I was talking casually but I knew that this remark would provoke both of them. Austin's dick seemed to react. I was glad.

"And Tobias is not here to ruin the fun today..." Martin continued to test the temperature. "Maybe we could give this another try?"

"Only if you want to, babe." Austin specified immediately.

I chuckled.

"Babe, I'm no longer wearing my "Property of Austin" necklace... I think we are way passed the point of me just obeying, right?"

Austin's face changed immediately. He was taken aback.

"Ty... I... This was just for fun. I never thought..."

I kissed him on the cheek to reassure him.

"I was just kidding! Don't make that face."

He kissed me on the lips.

"Don't say stuff like that." He scolded me.

"Although, I was thinking, if Martin wants to do a test-run, maybe we could show him what we can do. Might help him get a sense of what two men together truly look like." I turned my face towards Martin. "Wanna watch?"

He already had his hands in his briefs.

Austin was unsure. I grabbed his dick to make my intention clearer.

"You don't mind if we play in front of your friend?"

He nodded no. I was already sliding down Austin's boxer briefs, revealing his semi-hard cock. Martin was taking his veiny dick out of his underwear too. The cheeky bastard, he was already at full mast! Straight, my ass!

Austin and I kissed each other. Sensually. He removed my towel and grabbed my bare ass.

I was not too sure why, probably something to do with the fact that I wanted to prove to Martin that Austin and I really were the real deal, but I found it extremely exciting to have him watching.

To be honest, I probably wanted to prove that I was no longer the obedient submissive I used to be, since I whispered in Austin's ears:

"Suck me first."

This time, he nodded yes. And my boyfriend had his very horny look.

Martin's eyes widened and his cock started dripping when Austin knelt down at the edge of the bed and locked his lips around my hard shaft and wet cockhead.

Austin did not seem to mind being watched. Better, he looked proud to be owning his sexuality! Good boy!

He bobbed up and down my cock, played with my balls, licked the tip and the edges, and deepthroated me like the great cock-sucker he had become. He was alternating between looking straight at me or at Martin who was sitting next to me, jerking-off furiously.

Of course, Austin quickly asked me to lift my legs up so he could eat my ass.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." Martin was moaning beside us.

I was not sure if we were going to make him join us. For the moment being, I simply enjoyed Austin's tongue digging in my hole.

He was really doing it right, in one single lick, he would go from my scrotum to the sensitive tip of my dick.

I returned the favour to my boyfriend. I gagged on his cock, making sure to make it all sloppy and wet to make Martin as envious as possible, and then, I rimmed Austin's ass.

I did not finger him though.

A part of me would have loved to show Martin Austin's new "trick", but at the same time, this was something I wanted to keep for myself. Truthfully, I could not wait for the first time I would actually be fucking Austin in the ass, but I would certainly not do that in front of our college mate.

"You guys are freaks!" Martin was muttering, getting closer and closer to us.

"Should we stop torturing him?" I asked Austin.

I had just chocked on his large piece of meat and I had saliva dripping all over my chin.

"What are you suggesting?"

Austin was letting me taking the lead entirely.

"Maybe you could help him out... Suck his cock... It looks like it's dripping a lot..."

I just had to say it.

Before my eyes, Austin performed "a Martin" (the term coined in college for a very sloppy and messy blowjob) on Martin! Watching them, I was fulfilling a long-term fantasy of mine.

"Damn, Austin, YOU are the real freak!"

Martin could not believe it. His football mate, lapping on his cock, playing with his saliva, gagging and choking...

It was the first time I was seeing Austin sucking a dick which was not mine, -- I had only seen him rim Kurtis' ass -, and I did get frustrated rather quickly.

Soon enough, I joined Austin so we would share that tasty sausage together. It was another first: blowing a cock together. And what a cock! Girthy, veiny, stinky, hairy... Pulsating between our tongues fully intertwined with each other.

For Martin, that must have been quite the experience as well.

What is sloppier than two eager mouth, French-kissing and spitting on each other, all around your dick? It was a wet filthy fest! I added my precum to the mix as I rubbed my own leaking cock against Martin's a couple of times. He did not mind.

I wondered if he was thinking about his Christian wife!

"I'm gonna cum, guys, I'm gonna jizz..."

I was feeling both Martin's slippery cockhead, and Austin's warm tongue in my mouth. I was stroking my dick with my free hand.

Austin moved back a little and smiled at me. He had saliva all over his beautiful face.

Surely, his smile was rapidly covered with a creamy goo exploding from Martin's dickhead. I was hit as well... Heavily! It was raining jizz all over us. We kissed each other some more to celebrate.

Austin and I nutted right after, basically at the same time. We had more cum to swap from one mouth to another.

Talk about a great way to conclude a college reunion!

I could not believe how perfect my life was getting. I guess that should have been a sign to be extra careful...

I was about to get hit.

Real hard.

I could not recall when Martin had left but I woke up, hungover and fuzzy, around noon the next day. A naked Austin was getting scolded by the hotel staff that we should have already left the room.

Fuck. I was definitely too old to be that hungover...

We hurried-up, collected our stuff, and we joined Janice in the lobby. She was waiting for us and she looked nervous.

I had rented a car to go to my brother's place and I still did not know if Austin was coming along.

"No, sorry babe." He blurted out.

He was wearing sunglasses, clearly feeling sick as well. The mere light was burning his eyes.

"Really? Mallory is going to be so disappointed; she loves you."

"I'm staying here with the guys from the football team for a little while, and then I have to go back to L.A. for work. You know that."

"Ok." I said, kissing him.

I was disappointed but I was not too surprised.

Things really took a turn when Janice took me aside though. Austin was giving back our room keys when she dragged me outside.

A storm was coming and it was windy.

"What the hell, Janice? Easy!"

She was pulling me like a maniac!

"Tyler, can I say something to you?"

"I'm having the biggest headache of my life, so... no? Unless it's a solution for feeling better after drinking too much."

She sighed. She looked very on edge. That got me worried.

"Oh... Ty..."

"What? You're really stressing me out."

She looked at the hotel's entrance. She was making sure that we were alone. I understood that something bad was about to come out of this. She was way too serious.

"I'm so sorry..." She took a deep breath. "Austin has been lying to you, Tyler."

I felt a heavy painful stone falling inside my stomach.

Immediately, an alarm was set off in my brain and clearly, I had no intention to listen to it.

"What are you talking about, Jan? You're always the one telling me not to worry! To trust him."

"I know. But... I... I have found out some stuff... I mean, maybe you should talk to him directly. Confront him."

"It's really bad timing. I'm feeling sick and... Listen, I heard him say some very nice stuff about me yesterday. We had an incredible night. He loves me, Jan. Please... Don't... Don't ruin this."

As if she was the one ruining our relationship... Obviously, she was only the messenger.

"Gosh... I hate what I'm doing right now... It's just... You know Austin is not doing anything with the guys today, right? Austin told them yesterday that he could not join them, precisely because he was going to see your brother's family."

"Janice..."

"Obviously, he's lying to everyone. And he's not coming back to L.A. with an early flight either! He rented a car. Because you were late this morning, I checked if your car was ready and when I mentioned the number of your room, they asked me which car I was referring to."

"I'm not following."

"Austin had rented one on his own!"

Janice's way of looking at me was the worst part of this entire conversation. I could tell how much it was costing her to tell me this.

"I... I'm sure there is a rational explanation behind this. That could mean anything..." I tried.

"Ty, you and I both know that there is something fishy going on with Austin..."

She was hitting a very tough spot.

Yes, I had known something was off for a while but no, I did not want to burst the bubble. I was too happy with Austin.

"Listen, Ty, I know where Austin is planning to go. The reception gave me the address of the destination mentioned to both of the cars. There was your brother's neighbourhood for you. And then, there was another address, for him."

"Wait, Janice... Just wait..."

It was my turn to take some deep breaths. It started raining.

"Tyler... I hate this but..."

"I have a feeling that what you are going to tell me is going to hurt."

She nodded yes.

"I'm so sorry, Ty. If the situation were reversed, I wish you would tell me... So, I feel like I have to tell you."

A tear fell on my cheek. I did not know what to expect but I already knew this was very bad.

"For fuck's sake, just tell me then. Where does he plan to go?"

"At first, I thought that he would be going to his parents' but..."

"Please Janice, just cut to the chase."

"He's going to Cassie's place. Austin has rented his car to visit his wife... And something is telling me he was already there a few weeks ago."

I did not hear the rest of what she said.

My world was collapsing.

I wanted to puke.

And this had nothing to do with the alcohol.

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See you nexxxt week for the big confrontation, guys! As you know, chapter 12 is always a big one in my stories, so hold on to your cocks until then!