Cocklust Ch. 35

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The next morning, Chad and I woke up to the sound of gasping and groaning in the next room. Apparently Amy and Dylan were fucking. I was a little grossed out at first, because after all, Amy was my damn sister. Then again, it didn’t seem worse than she’d walked in on me and Chad. I knew she had needs, the same way I did. So if she was getting good dick, I figured more power to her.

I never expected to see that dick for myself, but when Chad and I went to get ready, we caught Dylan in the middle of a shower. He’d apparently forgotten to lock the bathroom door, and we stepped back before he realized we were there. Even so, we got a hell of an eyeful, which was practically imprinted on my brain. Dylan’s shaft was nice and thick, still semi-hard from what he and Amy had done. His cockhead was downright beautiful, and his balls were swinging back and forth like a couple of pendulums. At that moment, he was sticking his face in the water, and he was letting it pour all over him.

“Damn,” Chad said as soon as were behind closed doors. “Your sister has good taste.”

“Don’t be getting ideas,” I said.

“You know I’m not,” he replied, “but you gotta admit, you can see why she’d dig that.”

“Yeah, well… I’ve seen better.”

“What do you mean?”

“When I first laid eyes on you. In our dorm showers, freshman year.”

“Oh. That.” He licked his lips. “I guess that was kind of an important moment….”

“Well yeah,” I said as I looked at his engagement ring. “Considering how far we’ve come….”

“Mm-hm.” Chad kissed my neck, then nibbled on my earlobe. “Though we still need to figure out what comes next.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well,” he said, “before I can properly have marital relations with you—”


“Are you saying you’d rather be living in sin?”

“Not exactly,” I said, “considering I was the one who proposed. I mean, don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I mind a little sin—”

“Oh believe me, I know,” Chad replied. “And thank God for that.”

I gave him a kiss, and I wanted to go further, but I knew we couldn’t get too frisky. After all, we did need to hop in the shower as soon as it was free. “Anyway… you were saying? About what comes next?”

“Well, we’ve got a helluva lot to figure out,” Chad said. “About the wedding, I mean. I don’t know about you, but I don’t know where to start. Hell, I’ve never even seen a gay wedding.”

“That makes two of us,” I said, “though we could always ask Thaxter and Bruce… or maybe Tony and Craig.”

“Yeah I guess,” Chad replied, but before he could say anything more, we heard the bathroom door open. Chad looked in my eyes, and I nodded; we knew we’d need to save this conversation for later.

Our shower was pretty uneventful, though it got me pretty horny. After all, it did mean getting naked with Chad. We lathered up each other’s hair, followed by the rest of our bodies, while the steam swirled around us. I would’ve loved to have taken things further, but I knew we didn’t have time. Once again, we’d need to hold off till later.

We spent that whole morning with my family. Mom encouraged me to check out her and Dad’s old wedding stuff, which they’d kept in the attic. I wasn’t opposed to it, but I did feel like we needed to do first things first. We still hadn’t announced our engagement to Chad’s parents, nor his brother for that matter. As much as we wanted to put that off, we knew we really shouldn’t.

We ended up Skyping his mom that afternoon. Linda had obviously realized something was up, since Chad didn’t usually call her out of the blue. She brought Patrick into the room, so we got to tell them both at once. They both acted cool about it, though I’m not sure if they really knew what to make of it.

Of course the bigger issue was Chad’s dad, who was still in L.A. with his sister. We did feel like Pam would be in our corner, considering she was a lesbian herself. In fact, she even had Gladys join our Skype. But Bill’s reaction was exactly what we’d feared.

Chad was about halfway through his announcement when his dad butted in. “Wait a minute,” he said. “Why the hell would you want to marry a man?”

“Dad,” he said, “it’s called being gay—”

“Why can’t you just marry a girl like a normal person?”

Chad blinked. “A normal person?”

“I should’ve fucking made you enlist,” Bill said. “That would’ve kept you away from all that liberal bullshit.”

“Liberal bullshit?” Chad asked. “Dad, I was gay the day I was born. Hell, I was gay when you taught me to shoot hoops. And when you lectured me about my report card. And when you tried to tell me about the birds and the bees.”

“Oh please,” Bill replied. “You know you need to get help.”


“A fucking psychiatrist, that’s what you need. I don’t know what the hell your mother did to you.”

Chad sneered. “I don’t think you want to go there.”

“Why not?”

“Because she’s not the one who fucked me up. Okay?”

“Woah,” I said without thinking. I wanted to tell them both to calm istanbul escort down, but I never got the chance.

“I didn’t raise you to be a faggot,” Bill was saying.

“You didn’t raise me at all,” Chad shot back. “You think you can spend all that time away from your kids, then parachute into our lives like we’re some other mission you’ve been given?”

“You ungrateful little shit—”

“And you wonder why your marriage didn’t last. Well, you know what? I’m not gonna make the same mistakes you did.”

Pam cleared her throat. “Now Chad—”

“Why are you letting him talk like this?” Chad asked. “Go ahead. Tell him what you really think.”

“Your father’s got a condition.”

“You think I don’t know that?” Chad snapped. “I was the one who took months out of my life to help him through it. But you know what? That’s not what made him homophobic.”

“Oh come on,” she said, “now show some respect.”

“I’m the one who needs to show some respect?” Chad asked. “Not to mention I’m the one who’s ungrateful?”

“Don’t talk that way to my brother.”

“Why are you defending him? He’s just as homophobic about you. You even said so yourself.”

Pam and Gladys exchanged looks. “Well….”

“Here’s the bottom line,” Chad said. “I’m getting married to Scott. Our guests are gonna be people who support us, and who care about us, and who are gonna be happy for us.”


“If you want to be one of them, you can. And I seriously hope you do, you have no fucking idea… but if you’re gonna be an asshole about it, then we don’t need you there. Or in our lives for that matter. It’s your choice.”

Pam seemed like she was about to say something else, but before she could, Chad hung up the call. With that, their images disappeared from the screen, and the computer went silent.

Chad just sat there at first. Then he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and buried his face in his hands.

“I’m sorry babe,” was all I could say.

Chad’s phone started buzzing, and Pam’s name flashed up on the caller ID. Chad just scoffed and let the call go to voicemail. “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised,” he said. “We knew this was coming.”

“Well… it doesn’t make it right.”

“I never said it did,” he replied. “But you know I was serious… with that part about him being part of our lives. Or not.”

I chewed my lip. It broke my heart to see how much Chad had tried to get through to his father. They’d obviously had their issues long before Chad and I had met. I hadn’t forgotten how Chad had struggled to come out, including how long he’d stayed in denial. And I definitely hadn’t forgotten what had felt like an eternity when we were apart, when Chad was in his father’s hospital room, trying to smooth things over. Yet none it seemed to have worked. “Baby,” I said, “I am so incredibly proud of you. To see how strong you are, and how gutsy you are… I’m fucking in awe of you, and I’m not just saying that.”

“Well,” Chad said, “I hope he takes this as seriously as you do. I’d give anything for that shit… though I’m not getting my hopes up. And if he does let me go, then fuck him.”

I didn’t know what to say to that. I just held my man as tightly as I could.

“You know,” he said, “there’s something I’ve been wanting to give you.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

He turned to his suitcase. “I found it yesterday, when we were in the city. I was gonna surprise you later, but I guess now is as good a time as any.”

“Surprise me with what?”

Chad pulled something from his suitcase, and he handed it to me. It was a framed copy of a poem.

We two boys together clinging,

One the other never leaving,

Up and down the roads going, North and South excursions making,

Power enjoying, elbows stretching, fingers clutching,

Arm’d and fearless, eating, drinking, sleeping, loving,

No law less than ourselves owning, sailing, soldiering, thieving, threatening,

Misers, menials, priests alarming, air breathing, water drinking, on the turf or the sea-beach dancing,

Cities wrenching, ease scorning, statutes mocking, feebleness chasing,

Fulfilling our foray.

“It’s Walt Whitman,” Chad said. “It reminded me of when we were in D.C. together.”

I felt a lump in my throat. This actually meant a lot coming from Chad. It was one thing to say to hell with the rest of the world; it was another thing to actually risk going through with it. All for the sake of being with me.

I didn’t know how I could possibly repay him for the sacrifices he was making. All I could really do was to give him the best wedding I possibly could. I kept trying to figure out how I’d pull it off.

I tossed and turned quite a bit that night. Chad was fast asleep beside me, so I snuggled up against him, and I stared at his unconscious face. He didn’t respond; he just kept breathing softly. I couldn’t help thinking how peaceful he looked, and how sexy he was. I was tempted to kiss him, but I didn’t want to risk waking him halkalı escort up.

Finally I decided to take my mom’s advice. I put on some clothes, and I went to see what my family had in storage. But when I opened the attic door, I found I wasn’t alone.

“Oh shit!” Amy said as she jumped with surprise. She slammed her laptop shut, but not before I saw two naked guys going at it.

“What the— I mean… w-what the hell are you doing here?”

“I….” Amy glanced at her laptop. “It’s nothing.”

“You scared the shit out of me.”

“That’s not my fault,” she said. “What was I supposed to do?”

“You mean while you’re watching gay porn?”


“Don’t deny it. I know what I saw.”

Amy’s cheeks turned red. “It’s not just me. Y-you know a lot of girls do it… the same reason guys watch lesbian porn.”

“Not all guys,” I said. “I haven’t watched lesbian stuff in years—”

“No shit,” she said. “That’s because you like dick as much as I do.”

I gritted my teeth at first, but I had to admit she wasn’t wrong. I even knew the clip she’d been watching: it was the classic scene of Logan and Nate, which I’d jacked off to more times than I could count. “Well anyway,” I said, “I-I mean if that’s what you like….”


“Are you at least getting what you need from Dylan?”

Amy looked at me weird. She’d always been the one to ask the personal questions. She seemed caught off guard being on the receiving end. “Well yeah,” she said, “he’s obviously hot. And he’s really good in bed.”

“Does he go down on you?”

“E-excuse me?”

“You asked me that question about Chad. Remember?”

“I mean….”

“And wasn’t that your big complaint about Kevin?”

Amy snorted. “Yeah,” she said. “I mean, Dylan does go down on me. A lot. It’s a helluva change, finally being with a guy who likes the same stuff I do.”

I felt like the awkwardness was going away. It felt pretty cool to be talking to her like this. It felt like we were connecting on a whole new level, and we were finding things in common that we’d never expected. “If he likes the same stuff,” I said, “you can always watch your porn together. Chad and I do it all the time.”

“Well,” she said, “that’s probably the main exception. Dylan does like porn and all, considering he’s a guy. But since he’s into pussy and I’m not… it’s not exactly easy to find something for both of us.”

I clucked my tongue. “Maybe that’s what you get for being straight.”

“That’s a helluva way to put it—”

“Does he at least know you like this stuff?”

“I mean yeah, like I said… he just doesn’t like it himself. But he’s fine with me watching it on my own. Just like I’m fine with him watching whatever.”

I nodded. “Well, anyway, I don’t want to keep you—”

“I can finish later,” she said. “You obviously came up here for a reason.”

“O-oh that can wait too… I was just gonna check out that wedding stuff—”

“What are you waiting for?” she asked. “I can help you.”

This was classic Amy, always wanting to insert herself. But since we were breaking down barriers between us, I figured I should listen to her for a change. I had to admit she had way more expertise on wedding stuff than I did, and she’d never led me astray.

Our parents’ things weren’t as helpful as I’d hoped. Mom had gone to a lot of trouble to keep her wedding dress preserved, so I guess Amy might get to wear it someday, though it was obviously no use to me and Chad. Mom and Dad had gotten married in a church, which was cool and all, but it wasn’t really up our alley. They’d definitely taken a lot of pictures, which Amy and I went through in detail. I could almost imagine what it must’ve been like to be there, even if it looked like an 80’s or 90’s rom-com, maybe Father of the Bride.

Amy did seem to drop her usual know-it-all attitude. “You know,” she said, “you should probably take what Mom and I say with a grain of salt. I mean, we really only know about straight weddings, which are all about the bride. So since you’re not gonna have one….”

“No kidding,” I said.

“Anyway, my point is, just do whatever you want. I guess that’s one of the good things about gay marriage being so new. You basically have a blank canvas. There’s no tradition to worry about, no bridezilla bullshit— at least I hope not— so you can make it your own.”

I couldn’t argue with that. I just nodded.

When I got back to bed, it was at least two o’clock in the morning. Chad was still fast asleep, so I quietly undressed and got into bed.

Chad shifted his body, and the blankets started pitching a tent. He clearly had a helluva boner, which was straining against the fabric. I couldn’t help thinking of all that talk of liking dick. My mouth watered at the idea of Chad’s man meat being just inches from mine.

I still didn’t want to wake him up, so I gingerly slid under the covers, and I positioned my body over his. A little bit of light still filtered through the mecidiyeköy escort sheets, so I still managed to marvel at his cock, admiring every little pore, every vein, every cell. Of course, I also knew its contours so well that I could do everything I needed by feel.

Finally I opened my mouth and slid his dick inside. I felt it hit the back of my throat, and I ran my tongue around his shaft. Even after all the times I’d blown him, I still hadn’t gotten used to the warmth and tastiness and meatiness of his dick. I couldn’t resist going apeshit on him, sucking his shaft as hard and fast as I could, while I used my hands to service his balls.

I was dying to know why he’d been so hard in the first place. Had I caught him in the middle of a dream? If so, what had he been dreaming about? Something sexy? Maybe a fantasy we could act out together?

Suddenly I felt his lips on my cock, and I realized I’d woken him up. But Chad clearly wasn’t complaining, and I wasn’t about to stop. The next thing I knew, I felt Chad’s hands on my butt cheeks, and he pulled me closer, forcing me balls-deep in his mouth.

I let out a gasp of pleasure, and as I did, I caught a whiff of his pubes. It was such a special scent, as if his body made its own aphrodisiac. It was so musky. So manly. So uniquely Chad-like. I couldn’t get enough, so took his penis even further down my throat, and I buried my nose in his curly-haired crotch. Then I breathed in as deeply as I could, and I savored his fragrance as it filled up my lungs.

At this point Chad was sucking me just as hard as I was sucking him. My balls kept bouncing against his nose, and I kept wanting to ask if he dug my smell as much as I dug his. But with both of our mouths full, all we could do was grunt and groan.

I was starting to get close, and I could tell Chad was too. His body was letting off all the classic signs, from the deep breathing to the gyrating of his hips. I sucked him harder, and I fondled his balls some more, doing everything I could to make them unload their contents.

Finally Chad’s body seized up, and his dick spasmed in my mouth. He let out a yelp, and a split second later, his cum spurted all over my palate.

That was it for me too. I let the pleasure overtake my body, and I thrust my cock into Chad’s mouth, then finally busted my nut.

“Mm,” Chad said as he enjoyed my load. At the same moment, I was cleaning Chad’s cock with my tongue, making sure I got every last drop of his juices. I savored the salty creamy taste for as long as I could; then I finally swallowed.

I let Chad’s dick plop out of my mouth, and I pulled my own dick from his. Then I turned my body around and plopped down next to Chad. “Did you like that as much as I did?”

Chad gulped down my load. “That’s a helluva way to get woken up,” he said.

“Well, I hope I wasn’t interrupting anything.”

“Ha!” he said. “You know I’d take an interruption like that anytime.” Then he wrapped his arms around me, and we shared a kiss. After that, we both slowly drifted off to sleep.

When Chad and I started wedding planning in earnest, we pretty much followed Amy’s advice. We agreed our wedding would be unique to us, reflecting our own tastes, our personalities, all the stuff that made us who we were.

This turned out to be harder than we thought. Our original idea was just to keep things low-key, and maybe tie the knot in a courthouse somewhere. But we were surprised to find how tiny these courthouses were: even in Chicago or San Diego, the courts did their weddings in rooms that held maybe fifteen or twenty people. That was barely enough room for our immediate families, much less friends or anybody else. I knew I had to invite at least a few aunts and uncles, or else they’d have hurt feelings. That, in turn, meant we’d need to find a venue of our own.

Chad wanted to do something no one would forget, since he saw it as a once-in-a-lifetime moment. To be honest, he acted like he had something to prove. He approached it like the ultimate party planning, as if we were throwing one of our old frat parties, except fancier and more memorable.

As for me, I didn’t see it that way at all. I did want to give Chad what he wanted, but I was way more worried about how we’d pay for it. Chad and I had so little money of our own, I had no idea how we’d realistically pull it off.

Setting a date was an issue onto itself. We wanted plenty of time to prepare, partly because Chad would be working on a campaign that fall: Congressman Wheeler was retiring, and Seth was running to replace him. We figured we’d get married sometime after we graduated. The tricky part was that we didn’t know where we’d end up living, or what kinds of jobs we might get at that point. Plus we had to plan around our families’ schedules too: Amy obviously had law school, Dad had that Kansas City conference he always went to, Patrick had a school schedule of his own, and the list went on and on.

Before we knew it, fall semester was in full swing, which meant we were busier than ever. Chad’s campaign work meant his schedule was crazy and unpredictable, but he was great at what he did, and I loved seeing him get so excited about it. My own work wasn’t nearly as exciting, though I did get promoted at Riedegost, and I picked up all the shifts I could.

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