Author: nottiest

We met at a church function [FF][MM][MMFF]

We were introduced to Gary and Shelly six months after I moved to Georgia with my wife. We met them at, of all places, a church function.

Now, just a preface, I am NOT church people. My wife Melanie is NOT church people. In fact, we are about as far away from church people as you can get. Not that we are unholy terrors, mind you, just that the proper, upstanding, holy, self-righteous attitude isn’t our thing. Granted, there are great people who go to church, people who do the right thing and are amazing folks. I just call them “people”…not “Church People”. Call it the anguish of growing up Catholic.

So why were we at a church function? Well, the church was hosting a charity event leading up to Christmas, and we like to help people. It was for a food bank where we live, a sweets raffle, and if there’s one thing Mel does extraordinarily…well, besides bedroom stuff…it’s desserts.

Gary and Shelly were another couple who’d been invited as not-part-of-the-church but part-of-the-community to help with making items for sale or just general setup/teardown. I was trying to help, but mostly getting in the way so I stepped outside to chill out next to the Jeep we owned at the time. Read more »

Road Trip to Tampa, Part 2 [MM][MF]

Took me a bit to get to writing this, been out of town a few weeks, but here goes:

We left Nashville later than planned, partially because we’d spent a decent part of the morning fucking and partially because it always seems like things take longer than you plan. We didn’t get out of our hotel on the east side of town until almost 11 AM. The GPS was telling us that the remainder of the trip was just under 10 hours.

Melanie asked if we were going to stop again, I said probably not. I wanted to get there by that evening, as we’d already paid for the room. It didn’t make sense to pay for another one somewhere else.

Things went pretty well. Conversation started up again, more at ease than yesterday, like a talking points taboo had been broken and things would be wide open from now on. Yet for some reason, nobody brought up the car ride from last night. Nobody brought up this morning. Mel was clearly in a certain distress in the passenger seat with a certain soreness she wasn’t used to, but the topic still didn’t come up. Read more »

Road Trip to Tampa [FM] [MMF]

*there was a lot that went on this trip. if you’d like to read more about it, let me know. If it’s not your cup o’tea, we can just let this one stand*

Melanie, David and I were 275 miles into our road trip (give or take) before the first genitalia was whipped out.

In January of ’09, Mel and I decided we were going to go to Tampa as a midwinter vacation from Wisconsin. I was working at a manufacturing facility and Mel was working in accounts at a nationwide office products company. I had vacation from the previous year I had to use by January 31st, where she had bonus days earned due to some accounting magic that said her department made tons of money for a company that posted a loss.

I don’t understand finance departments.

She’d mentioned to a few of her coworkers about our plans, and one of them, David had asked to accompany us. He had no plans and no foreseeable issues. Mel being the inclusive type invited him along, then informed me about it. Read more »

On the way to Sturgis ’05 [MM] [MMF]

Back in 2005, I was divorced, I wasn’t dating, I was in the swing of enjoying every moment of being bi, and in my early 30’s. I was in the best physical shape of my life, making good money and had just about everything right where I wanted it.

Except I was working 7 days a week on a regular basis, 12 hour shifts. That’s where the “good money” was coming from.

My relationships at the time were more or less hookups off of the internet or some random stuff. I went through condoms like they were going out of style. There was a lot of fun, but nothing I’d call worth furthering.

I made a really top-shelf decision one of the first weeks the snow had melted in Southeastern Wisconsin, and bought a motorcycle. (please, read that with a voice dripping with sarcasm) Wisconsin has this wonderful habit of showing you this little sliver of Spring after horrid Winters, tantalizing you with the idea of what the heat would bring, then utterly shitting on you with a 3′ blizzard. Read more »

Two nights after hot tub Truth or Dare [MFF] [MM] [MMF]

The next night after our little game in the hot tub saw the wife and I left to our own devices. Maria and Dylan had gone into town to check out the nightlife. I’d asked Mel if she wanted to go, but she decided that a few drinks on the beach with me was perfectly fine.

I woke up the following morning and took the shuttle into town to buy the trinkets and tchotchkes I’d have to give the folks back home, nothing too interesting, just a bunch of tourist-ey crap. I did buy a few bottles of Rum however, and on the way to where the shuttle would pick me up, packed them and shipped them back to the states. Cost more than the stuff was probably worth, but I wanted to add it to the collection.

I got back to the resort around 2 in the afternoon. Morning clouds had parted, and I felt like heading down to the water for another dip in the Carribbean, as it was starting to really begin to heat up, and I thought that I might just want to nap in the afternoon. Read more »

Truth or Dare in a hot tub [MF] [FF] [MM]

The folks over at /r/gaystoriesgonewild thought some of you guys might appreciate this, so here goes:

A while back, I wrote a story about back in the early ’00s and a truth or dare game. Those games are always good for a chuckle or two..and I haven’t played one since…well, since back before the wife and I were married. But as it turns out, you’re never too old for kid games.

My wife is on one of those ‘deal of the week’ email things for vacations. Usually, they’re kind of shit-shows, due to the travel dates being some of the worst times possible. She’d actually found one that ended up being a pretty good deal, a pretty good destination, and pretty good timing.

Things were going to work out very well, until she let me know that we’d be going down at the same time as one of her friends and her husband. Read more »