High and Dry for Three Months.
Cody picked up on the second ring, "Hello."
"Hey Cody, it's me. How goes it?" I asked.
"Good! Done work, just finished with the books, and was just going to kick back. What are you up to?" asked Cody.
"Just finished really good ribs and mash at Cam's, actually." I said, "Guess what! I think Cam's picked his guy!"
"Oh awesome! What's he like?" asked Cody.
"We know him-" I said, "Brad Heistrom, from Centennial. Haven't talked to him more or less in years…no particular reason though. Cam's heading over tonight so they can talk."
"Oh, I run into him sometimes in Scurfield! He's a BComm too. Nice looking guy, and a nice guy, great smile... Good call, Cam!"
Cody Westman, my first groomsman, and my little workaholic. He's about 5'10, built a bit bigger than Dean's Aaron, and basically either working, studying, eating or fucking.
His idea of a relaxing evening would be laying a paving stone patio (increases the capital value of his property), and then finding some way to fuck on it - (It's not all about money," he'd say). Had his first job when he was 14 - officially - but by then his dad had a deal with him that he could pick stocks to follow in the newspaper, and if they did well his dad would top up his savings account.
"So when do you guys test in?" he asked.
"Uhh, probably Saturday…Cam says they're already getting all snoggy touchy feely."
"Wait wait wait…test in?! Noooo! Oh no, no, no." said Cody. "I'll be high and dry for three months! Oh, Cam, buddy, Cam, don't do this to me! Martin you can't let him do it to me! You have to veto."
I laughed. "High and dry for three months? You want I should tell Shannon you said that and see just how dry things get?"
"Oh, man… you know that's not what I meant! I need my man on man, man.. And she needs me to climb off her from time to time," he paused. "Fuuuuck."
To be fair this was going to work out for me. As best man, I'd get tested in with Cam and Brad, but any other groomsmen would be out of luck until the doctors had their 90 days to confirm our health status. Cody's best was away at McGill. And he had kind of a shitty situation at the moment with his other groomsman, Scott. Scott's family got suddenly quite serious about their religion, and came up with this idea that Cody and Scott "shouldn't be physical before each of them got married." So Scott was on some mystical family guilt trip, and while Cody and Scott figured things out, I was Cody's last line of defence against Not Enough Sex.
Still, I couldn't help but be amused at his plight.
"Cody, I had the same wait when you picked Scott," I reminded him. "but If it will make you feel any better, I'm planning for me and Brad to spit-roast Cam before too long, and I can pretend you're there," I teased.
"Noooo," said Cody, completely defeated. "Hey," came the spark in his voice, "what are you doing right now?"
I laughed. "I have a few hours before Cam gets back, we're going to talk tonight because we have dinner planned for tomorrow night."
"Wanna come over?"
I thought about Cody on the drive over. In many ways he was a testament to the excellence of being average. Built like Cam, but shorter than me and therefore just a bit lighter, he was average height, average dick, average marks even. But he was Cody, with this drive, this fire! And the whole package would somehow turn heads and break hearts. I was lucky to have him.
That was a bit of a fluke, actually. Back in the day, when Cam thought he was going to get married to his high school girlfriend, he asked me to be best man. I said yes without a second thought, but It was overwhelming, blew my mind completely. I would have done anything to please him. How was I supposed to keep up with this stud? I was intimidated, and honoured, and turned on, and competitive all at the same time. So, not in small part to "keep pace" with how I saw Cam, I grew the balls to ask Cody as my groomsman, and with incredible luck it actually worked out once I got over myself.
I drove up to his place to see the lights on in the foyer, and the upstairs hall. Cody and Shannon had a beautiful home. They'd put a lot of work into restoring a great original and upgrading it to really make it their own. It was a bit unusual to see that kind of property here - an original townhouse in Connaught from the 1910's, city living when most people were set on building their own house on the prairie. Now surrounded by the modern city, it was turning into a hot area, because of its location, the trees, the whole deal. Cody had talked about selling up for a bungalow where they could rent out the basement suite, but even he seemed relieved when Shannon said she would not be moving until they married and started their family.
"Hey Cody," I said, letting myself in the front door.
"Up here," he called. At the last second, for a lark, I stripped off as I climbed the stairs, and came through the open doorway to their room with a semi and a grin.
"Shit, come here," he said, welcoming me into their bed. I took in Cody's naked body and savoured it for a moment at the door. His short hair was rich chestnut brown, and it was the same from head to toe. His furry chest, his pubes, his legs, even the hairs on top of his toes and the little patch just above his ass, were all this same intoxicating colour. But the best thing was his eyes. Brown eyes that could just drink you in. It could make a guy feel sexy just to have him look at you, because his eyes were so joyful, so honest, and when he was in the mood, his eyes were maybe the sexiest part of him.
We sat next to each other for a few minutes, stroking each other and kissing. "When's Shannon back?" I asked. "Probably 11. Girls night," he said as I squeezed his rigid dick and drank in his scent.
I knew in his eyes what he wanted to get up to that night.
"Get on," I said, rolling over.
He lubed up and lined himself up with my hole. I could feel him working in slowly and soon his pubes were against my ass, his hairy chest in place on my back. He started to grind his chest into me and buck a little bit as I got used to him. It felt so good!
But this wasn't just Cody fucking, this was really his only time to clear his mind and talk through his day.
Looking at the sex in his eyes could make you want to fuck on the spot, but being with him, physically feeling him unwind, being there in that moment as he'd take you on this crazy walk between sex, and who said what to him on campus or what bill he had to pay the next day, or how he and Shannon did it last night, was strangely relaxing, and satisfying, and entirely erotic.
He fucked me, slowly, with me face-down on his bed, for close to an hour. We talked about Cam and Brad, where I got my car fixed and if I really did need new CV joints or if they were just trying to rip me off. He'd ease up. He'd tell me about his plans for Shannon's birthday. We kissed. He'd pick up the pace for a bit. He needed this time so badly and I loved sharing it with him, and I would miss it as much as he would for the next 3 months.
Cody was getting closer and closer, and I started bucking back against his thrusts and squirming under the weight of his chest, feeling the texture of that gorgeous fur on my back, his hands closed in mine and locked under my own chest. He leaned in with his lips on my neck, licking it, and breathing hard in my ear. "Man, I'm coming….I'm coming."
After he came down, I drew the sheets over him and we shared a kiss as I told him I'd let him know all the news after the weekend.
"Perfect timing" he said, with a contented smile, as we heard Shannon home from her night out.
We heard her cross the kitchen floor and then saying to herself, "What the hell."
"Did Goodwill explode on the stairs?" she called out. We laughed. "Sorry Shan!" I said, as she came through the door with a ball of my clothes. "But ouch, by the way. Goodwill??….hmmm," I grumbled as she laughed.
"Hey Martin," she said kindly, giving me a peck on the cheek as I reclaimed my clothes. "Good times had by all I hope," surveying the scene of our fun.
She sat on the edge of the bed rubbing Cody's chest and told us about her great evening out, dinner and drinks with the girls, how she could have stayed another hour, as I threw my clothes back on and Cody fought to hold himself back from the verge of sleep. That was Shannon's way to unwind, on the dancefloor.
"Take extra good care of him, Shan," I said, "I'm out for 3 months, it looks like."
"Oh, that's great - good for Cam!" she said. "Give him my best."
"And as for you," she turned to Cody, "I always give you the very best, don't I, my love?"
His eyes closed, and a huge smile on his face, Cody wisely agreed with his fiancée, and we said our goodnights with kisses on the cheeks all around.
I had an hour to wait at Cam's. I was tired but snug in his bed, and I watched TV until he came in about 12:15.
He grabbed me up out of the bed and gave me a full body hug. He leaned back with his eyes on mine. I could see the fatigue of the long day on his face, but he was absolutely beaming.
"Brad's a go!" he said, simply. "That is, barring no objection from you."
I tickled him and he jumped back, "Of course not!" I laughed. "I'm sure his table manners are perfect, and as you know, that's mainly what I'll be looking for tomorrow at dinner." He made a grab to tickle me back, and drew me into a hug. We both smiled at his good news.
"I believe I made you a promise earlier today," said Cam. We kissed, and fell into his bed. I planted my legs up on his shoulders. It wasn't my favourite position when we were this tired, but it felt good and I wanted to look at his face, especially tonight. He found the lube and got ready. Never taking our eyes off each other, he slid into me. We adjusted a bit and he paused, then he laughed, "Sloppy seconds, eh?"
"Shut up and fuck. And Cody figures you owe him."
For the second time that night, I was surfing waves of pleasure. With the marathon I had already run at Cody's, I was dripping pre-cum on my abs as soon Cam drove in, and ready to come fast. Cam, with his joy at Brad's acceptance, and his own evening of pent-up sexual tension, was going at the same speed.
I couldn't hold back and with Cam hammering my hole, I felt my orgasm rising, unleashed, until I was flooding out waves of cum. All Cam said was "I can feel you..I can feel you," and then he too reached his release.
