Chapter 18
Jeff
Saturday morning had a lazy feel to it. We surfaced around eight, drank our first cup of coffee out on the porch where it was already shaping up to be another gloriously warm day, and then went about the process of feeding ourselves.
A calm, peaceful morning—on the surface.
A swan was serenity in motion, its movements hidden by the water, and that was how it felt at the cabin. We gave the appearance of being relaxed, but there was something in the air, an electricity that couldn’t be ignored, a buzz of excitement.
We’ve never done anything like this.
Randy was better at keeping his cool than the rest of us. As soon as he’d loaded his breakfast dishes into the dishwasher, he started planning lunch. But now and then, I caught him on his phone, and I knew his thoughts weren’t of food, but of Logan.
I couldn’t wait to meet the guy who’d melted Randy’s heart.
The clock had chimed ten when we heard a car pull up outside. Doug bounced to his feet and headed to the door. I heard a squeal, a lot of excited chatter, and then Doug reappeared.
“Guys? This is Austin.”
I had to smile. Austin was exactly as I’d pictured him. He possessed a mop of wild curly hair, a strong jawline, and broad shoulders. He wore denim shorts that hugged his thighs, and a crop top, revealing a lean torso and well- defined abs. I liked his muscle tone: Austin’s body screamed flexible .
From the moment he strolled into the living room, it was obvious—to me, at least—that all his engines were firing and he was raring to go. His eyes lit up when he saw us, and he gave Doug an appreciative glance.
“Oh wow. You have the best taste in friends.”
Travis laughed. “So that’s why he’s friends with us. We make him look good.”
Doug narrowed his gaze for all of a second before grabbing Austin. “I know what you’re thinking. Cool your jets for a sec. We’ve got more guests arriving.”
“Hey, I’m all for getting a head start.” Austin’s eyes twinkled. “They can join in later.” He peered at Doug. “And I know which head I wanna begin with.”
I laughed. “You’re going to be trouble, aren’t you?”
That twinkle was still evident. I’d even bet it never left his eyes.
“But in principle, you guys are up for some shenanigans?” Austin batted his lashes, and Travis chuckled.
“In principle, yes, we’re up for it. Might not be all of us, but at least a foursome.”
I coughed. “It could be more than that, but that’s a conversation for when more guests arrive.”
Austin ran to the bi-fold doors that led out onto the porch. “Wicked!” He peered around them at us. “Can I go swimming?”
Randy laughed. “Have at it.”
“Don’t you want to see your room?” Doug asked, his face glowing. Austin was obviously good for him.
“Sure. I need to find my swim trunks anyway.” Austin bit his lip. “I suppose skinny dipping is out?”
“You suppose right.” Randy pointed to either side. “I have neighbors. Let’s not scare the straights, all right?”
Austin pouted. “Okay.”
Doug pointed to the door where they’d entered. “Go back that way, turn right, and my room’s at the end on the right. The hot tub is outside.”
“Neat.” Then Austin was gone, clutching his bag.
“Wow.” Travis shook his head. “He’s a little ball of energy, isn’t he? A regular fireball, in fact.”
Doug snorted. “You have no idea.”
Randy’s phone buzzed, and he peered at the screen. “My guy says he’ll be here by twelve-thirty. Which will probably be when I’m in the middle of preparing lunch.” He glanced at Doug. “Why don’t you grab your swimwear and join Austin? You can lie on the jetty and soak up some rays.” His lips twitched. “Nothing too strenuous. You need to conserve your energy.”
Now that I’d met Austin, I had a feeling Randy had nailed it.
Cameron arrived half an hour after Austin, and my first impression was that we really did have a similar type: he and Austin could have been made in the same mold. The same mass of curls, a clear complexion, and a jawline that begged to be kissed and cupped. He had that swimmer’s body I loved, narrow at the waist, toned everywhere, and not an ounce of fat on him. When Travis came back from showing Cameron their room, I grinned at him.
“You have excellent taste in guys. Plus, you get to see him almost naked most of the time. I watch Tom Daley. Speedos hide very little.”
He chuckled. “He is easy on the eye, isn’t he?”
Cameron rejoined us, wearing a teeny tiny pair of shorts, his broad chest and feet bare. A moment later, Austin and Doug came back into the cabin, both smiling. Travis performed the introductions, and it was fun watching Austin and Cameron eyeing each other with obvious interest.
“So when does this party get started?” Cameron asked, grinning. “I’m ready.”
My gaze drifted to the bulge in his shorts. “Yeah, I can see that. But I need to talk to you all first, before Brandon gets here.”
“That has a serious ring to it.” Randy gestured to the dining table. “Then let’s sit.”
Everyone pulled out a chair, sat, then looked at me.
I cleared my throat. “Okay, Brandon is trans. He wanted me to share that before he arrived. Because let’s not be coy about what’s going to happen here.”
Austin grinned. “A whole lotta fucking. Is he up for that too?”
“Yes, but he needs to know if you’d be okay fucking a trans guy.”
Cameron beamed. “Are you kidding? I love it when I get to play with a bonus hole.”
Travis blinked. “A what?”
“Trans guys often describe their vagina as a ‘bonus hole’ to gay guys,” I told him. “And yeah, I said the V-word. Because if that squicks you out, then we’ve got a problem.”
“Not for me.” Austin leaned back in his chair. “I’ve shot content with a few trans guys.”
“I’ve hooked up with a couple,” Cameron added.
“And you already know I have,” I said with a smile.
Austin widened his eyes. “Oh fuck. We talking DP?” He grinned. “Oh, please say he’d be up for that.”
I thought of the butt plug wedged in Brandon’s tight little asshole. “It’s a possibility. He said he was going to use a butt plug so that he’d be ready for… well, for whatever happens. But that’s why I need to talk to you, because there are things you have to get clear. We have to be super careful that someone doesn’t switch from anal to vaginal sex because that’s pretty much a surefire way to get an infection.”
“So we wear a condom for anal, then take it off for his… bonus hole. Or else get a new condom when we switch. That’s fine.” Doug appeared chilled about the prospect. He smiled. “Gotta say, I love that term.”
“Or we just don’t switch holes,” Travis remarked.
Doug stilled. “Can we go back to the DP part?”
I rolled my eyes. “You do know what that is, right?”
He rolled his eyes. “Duh. I just wanna know are we talking two dicks in one hole, or—”
“Or,” Randy interjected. “I’m guessing that’s why Brandon is wearing a butt plug. So he can use both his holes at the same time?” The skin around his eyes crinkled. “Man, you really live up to your reputation, don’t you?” He glanced at me. “The most important question to ask is if this is what Brandon wants.”
I chuckled. “Whose idea do you think it was?” My phone vibrated on the table, and I peered at it. I grinned. “Talk about perfect timing.” I clicked on Answer . “We were just talking about you. Austin brought up the subject of DP.”
“Then they’re happy with it? Fuck yeah.”
I laughed. “Randy, we have nothing to worry about.” I returned my attention to Brandon. “How far away are you?”
“I just stopped to take a leak, but I should be there in about an hour, maybe less if I put my foot down.”
“Don’t get yourself arrested,” I told him. “See you soon. Oh, before I hang up… how’s the butt plug working out?”
“Like I wanna take it out?”
I chuckled. “But think of the reward.”
Brandon snickered. “Believe me, that’s the only thing keeping me from yanking the damn thing out. See you soon.” He disconnected.
Travis shook his head. “Okay, things just got real interesting.” He stared at me. “Condoms. What about condoms?”
“Brandon has that situation under control.”
Austin pushed back his chair. “In that case, I’m heading to the shower.” He flashed Randy a wide smile. “By the way, I love how you designed it. I mean, the ceiling rainfall shower head is ace, but that little hand-held shower gizmo? Thanks for the foresight. It’s like being home.”
Randy gave a bow. “You’re welcome.”
Cameron stood. “That’s a good idea.” He held his hand out to Travis. “Wanna join me?” His eyes sparkled. “That isn’t going to shock your friends. I mean, I’m sure they already know about our first shower together, don’t they?”
Travis laughed. “You’d better believe it.”
He smirked. “Yeah, I couldn’t see you keeping that one a secret.” He took Travis’s hand and tugged him away from the table, both of them smiling.
I watched them go and for a moment I felt a brief pang of envy.
Brandon couldn’t arrive soon enough.
Forty-five minutes later, the doorbell rang and I scurried to let him in. Brandon stood there in black jeans ripped fashionably at the knees, a white top buttoned at the neck, and the sexiest smile ever.
“Hey you.” I closed the door behind him and pulled him into my arms, our lips meeting in a nanosecond. Brandon dropped his bag and it landed with a thud , then locked his arms around my neck, deepening the kiss.
“How long have you been away?” he murmured. “Feels like days.”
I slid my hands down his back and cupped his ass, giving his cheeks a gentle squeeze. Brandon let out a soft moan, and I nuzzled his neck, kissing him below his ear, loving how it made him squirm.
Or maybe that was because my fingers strayed too close to his crack.
A voice came from the living room. “Hey, no fair. Don’t we get to play too?”
I chuckled. “That is Austin. And I guarantee you’ll get along like a house on fire.” I picked up his bag and frowned. “What on earth have you got in there? It’s only one night.”
Brandon shrugged. “I brought a few… supplies, that’s all.”
And a few surprises, I’ll bet.
I led him into the living room, and Austin and Cameron were the first to greet him. Judging by the way all three looked each other up and down, it was all systems go for what promised to be sexy times.
Brandon beamed when I introduced him to Randy. “This place is awesome. Thank you for letting us come.”
“We’re gonna be doing a lot of that,” Travis said with a smirk. When Doug gave him a quizzical glance, he rolled his eyes. “Coming. Get it?”
Doug shook his head and sighed. “Sometimes…”
“So what’s the plan?” Brandon demanded.
Randy pointed to the lake. “How about the hot tub? It’s plenty big enough. And there’s a fridge with water and soda.” He grinned. “Plus, the screens at the edge of the porch mean we can’t be overlooked, so you don’t need to wear anything.”
“All right.” Austin’s grin was matched by Brandon’s and Cameron’s.
“We can use my room to get changed,” Doug suggested. “The French doors lead onto the porch.” He glanced at Randy. “You going to join us?”
“Maybe later. I’m going to get lunch ready. We should be good to go by two o’clock.”
“Sounds good,” Travis commented.
“I assume you are going to stop for food?”
Travis waggled his eyebrows. “Sure. We’ll need a breather anyway.”
I had a feeling that by nightfall, we’d collapse into our beds, not a drop of cum left in us.