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| Logan |
I looked up from wrapping the plates on the kitchen counter towards the TV. Logan was sat in front of it on the floor, putting the DVD that were stacked in a corner into a moving box. He had found a gift. It was the size of a book, red wrapping paper with white polka dots. There was a little red bow around it.
It took me a full second to realize what he was holding before it all came rushing back to me.
“That’s… I…”
Most of all I wanted to hide it. Hide the present from Beth. Everything in my mind was working to find a way to do that. But it was too late. She was standing right next to me, getting all the cutlery together.
Memories came flooding back. I realized how many attempts I had made to make my marriage to Beth work. After she and I had both worked during 4th of July, I had taken her to the beach house to have a few days where it was just us and the beach. After our first day, I was feeling good, happy we were reconnecting. The few days she would not spend working were easily lost by her going to the gym, seeing her friends, and before I knew it, she was back to work. I remember being happy to have her to myself.
At dinner, I talked about how we should have more ‘us time’ in the future. As nice as the trips to the beach house had been, I suggested going on trips abroad. Our honeymoon in Europe had been fantastic. In hindsight, it had been the only time she hadn’t been stressed or recovering from work.
“Actually, I kind of like things how they are”, she had said.
“Really?”
I remember being surprised. I thought we were on the right track.
“I’m quite pleased with my current work-life balance. I like that we can just drive off and have a holiday here to recharge and be back a few days later to get back to work.”
There had been silence as I my mind was working overtime. I glanced over at the present I had hidden behind the DVDs to give her after dinner.
“But you’ve always said you wanted to go to Thailand, right?”
She shrugged as she looked down on her food.
“I… I don’t know, it’s just a lot of time and money. Not anytime soon, anyway.”
Beth had told Logan to open the present. I was frozen in place.
“It’s a Lonely Planet for Thailand”, Logan said, his face excited.
Out of the book stuck two plane tickets and an itinerary of hotels and apartments I had rented for our travels throughout several spots. I was embarrassed. The tickets and itinerary were for October 2018.
That night, in July 2018, was the night I first started to lose faith that I was going to make this marriage work. I had left the present behind the DVDs and didn’t think about it anymore. So many people had rented this place in the meantime, but I guess none of them found it, or they didn’t touch it.
I continued wrapping plates and putting them in a box when Beth walked over to Logan and took the book from his hands.
“This… This is… Wayne?”
I looked back up. She was looking at the photos of nice hotel rooms and apartments I had put in there with descriptions of where they were. It had been so painful to cancel all of my bookings and reservations the following week. Yet the present behind the DVDs didn’t cross my mind again.
Beth now looked up at me. Our eyes met. Tears were starting to form in my eyes. I shrugged and looked back down.
“I, uhm… I forgot that was there.”
“Why didn’t you…?”
She didn’t finish the sentence. She knew why I didn’t give it to her. She had indirectly told me she didn’t want it.
“Hey, why, uhm…”, Logan piped up. “Why don’t Jesús and I head to the beach for a while? So you guys can talk it out? Just come and find us. I think we all need a break from packing anyway.”
“Yeah. Thanks babe.”
My voice trembled.
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| Jesús |
“I am so sorry. I did not give you the time or the investment that you deserved. I… I see that now. I did not pull my weight in our marriage. And it isn’t because I didn’t love you.”
I started crying as well.
“I know.”
“It’s just… People were expecting me to start working less once I got married and I just didn’t want to be that girl, you know? I wanted to show to everyone that I could work just as hard and prove every colleague who had a sexist comment about me wrong.”
I nodded. I had figured that was what had been going on. Nothing motivated Beth more than being told she couldn’t do something, or that she wasn’t good enough. And I could imagine she experienced that feeling in her work often.
Beth continued to tell me about how she now appreciated me for trying to make things work for so long, and putting up with her for as long as I did. And that she realized much too late that random people’s opinions don’t matter as much as the love she received from me. It felt good to hear her say that. I finally felt acknowledged for all the effort I had invested in her that wasn’t returned.
We hugged.
“Hey, what do you say we leave all this behind”, I said as I gestured to all of the half-full boxes, “and we join our boys at the beach?”
“Sounds good”, she smiled as she wiped away her tears.
We got changed and walked towards the beach. I wrapped my arm around her.
“So glad we had that talk”, I said.
“Me too.”
“And I’m glad to see you happy with Jesús. He seems great.”
I had not mentioned to anyone that Jesús had been watching me and Logan fuck the night before. He hadn’t brought it up either. I knew Logan hadn’t even noticed.
Beth stopped walking.
“OK, this is going to sound stupid, but… I only met him last weekend in a bar.”
I chuckled.
“What?”
“I just… I was worried it would be awkward if it was just you and me. I knew I was going to feel bad seeing you be all handsome and lifting things. I was… just not looking forward to this.”
“So you just invited him?”
“Yeah!”
“But you barely know him?”
She laughed.
“I just thought he would look just as handsome lifting things. It would help me feel better.”
Now I laughed as we continued to walk. It was my opening to tell her about the night before, but I decided not to.
“I think you might wanna hang on to that one. He can do more than just lift things and look good, I think. Give it a shot!”
“Yeah, you’re right. I think I will.”
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| Jesús |
“You all right?”, Logan asked me.
I smiled and nodded.
All four of us sat down on our towels. I pretty much instantly noticed how clingy Jesús’s bathing suit was when wet. I could pretty much see the exact outline of his uncut dick and balls. And I was impressed.
Seeing him walk around in tight camo shorts as we packed this morning, I had already admired his round buttocks as he bent over to lift the patio furniture and take them downstairs. Physically he seemed to be a perfect specimen. And then he was also a good guy. Beth had been really lucky to meet him at that bar.
I realized I was sneaking glances at Jesús as Logan sat between us. And Logan knew exactly what was going on as I noticed he caught me looking and smiled. He quickly stuck out his tongue and chuckled. He had probably also seen exactly what was happening to Jesús’s bathing suit.
I wanted to go into the water and Jesús and Logan also wanted to go back in. Beth put on sun block and laid back in her bikini.
“You boys go and play, I’ll be fine here.”
Jesús, Logan and I ran into the water. It felt so good. The water helped me to let go of the past and focus on the present again. As good as it had been to have Beth apologize and to know that she had realized what I had been up against to try and salvage that marriage, had felt satisfying. But it was something that didn’t matter now.
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| Logan |
It was hard for me to envision anything with Logan in the long term. I think I was waiting for him to mature a little more. He had just turned 30 and was 4 years younger than me. With time he would find his path, a goal to work towards. I had matured early and I was aware of that. There was no rush. I loved him and I was happy with the relationship.
The short break from packing turned into a few hours at the beach. We packed up our stuff when we got hungry and went back to the house. As we walked, Logan came up with the plan.
“What do you guys say we order in some food and smoke some weed together?”
As far as I knew, that just wasn’t Beth’s style, and I was kind of worried for her response. I looked at her and her eyes widened.
“After the day I’ve had, fuck yes.”
We all laughed. She surprised me.
The four of us sat on the deck enjoying the sun as it gradually went down. We had pizzas delivered and once we had finished, the blunt went around the table. There was still some things to be packed, but we had gotten quite far. Tomorrow would be Sunday and we would still have some time to finish up.
It didn’t take long for Beth to get the giggles. Logan just got really relaxed and smiley. I knew from experience that weed tended to relax me as well, but it also usually got me horny. It took me a while to see what would happen to Jesús. It didn’t seem to affect him at first.
Once the sun went down, it got quite cold to sit outside. All four of us together on the sofa felt quite intimate. We watched a movie. Beth was the first to get woozy. She went to bed before the movie had finished. I don’t remember much of it, I just remember Jesús and Logan’s comments made me laugh so hard each time.
When the credits rolled, Logan put his hands on my thigh.
“I think you need to go to bed as well, don’t you?”
“Why?”, I asked, “I’m not feeling that tired.”
“No, I mean your throbbing erection.”
I looked down as Logan pulled the head of my cock away from me and let it go so it would pop back up. It was indeed clear from the tent in my shorts that I had a boner, I just hadn’t realized it yet.
“Fuck, dude”, Jesús laughed on the other side of me.
He also started playing with my cock.
“That is a nice sized tool you got there, buddy.”
He laughed every time my cock would spring back up as if it was a toy. In the meantime, I was just getting hornier. I looked at Logan and he smiled. His hand went up my T-shirt and played with abs, chest, and nipples.
“Hey, can I suck it?”, Jesús suddenly asked.
I was surprised. I looked at Logan. We had never really discussed something like this, but I was so horny. Logan could tell that I wanted it as my eyes nonverbally asked for permission.
“Sorry, weed just makes me superhorny sometimes”, Jesús said to break the silence.
“Same here!”, I exclaimed, as if it hadn’t been obvious.
Logan shrugged as he looked Jesús in the eyes.
“Sure. Can I suck yours?”
“Knock yourself out.”
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| Jesús |
Logan gave me a kiss on my cheek before he got up to sit on his knees in front of Jesús. It was hot to see Logan go down on Jesús’s massive cock. It was also hot to have Jesús blowing me. I just got hornier and hornier and I knew that soon enough I would want to fuck. And although I’d never tire of fucking Logan, as my hands rested on Jesús’s back, they slid down towards his butt. It was smooth and round, just asking to be squeezed.
Although I never expected any of this to happen, it felt very good in the moment. Jesús had a great body and he knew how to use it. He also knew how to please others. He sensed I was getting off on his ass and he was more than happy to have me eat him out. Logan sucked my cock as I did.
After a while, Logan pulled me towards him and he kissed me.
“Baby, can Jesús fuck me?”
I smiled. I appreciated that he asked me. But in my mind it was all go at the time and I couldn’t wait to watch Jesús fuck Logan.
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| Logan |
“Fuck yes, that’s some good dick.”
I continued to eat Jesús out as he fucked my boyfriend. Though I couldn’t wait much longer. I started fucking Jesús’s gorgeous ass as he fucked Logan. Jesús knew exactly what he was doing as he thrust back and forth on my dick and into Logan’s hole. I felt up his beautiful upper body as he did. Logan came. He came a lot. All over his abs and chest.
That was so hot to me. I wanted to lick Logan’s cum off of his body so badly, I pulled out of Jesús. I licked Logan’s body as Jesús lined up to fuck me. It had been a while, but I opened up and adjusted to his cock relatively easily. As I felt his perfect cock slide in and out of me I licked Logan’s cock and ass some more and he got hard again in no time.
I came as Jesus was fucking me and Logan came a second time as I was face deep in his hole. To make sure Jesús also finished, we sucked his cock at the same time. Logan was the one who got Jesús’s load in his mouth and he swallowed.
That was the last thing I remembered before waking up the following morning.
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