Cocklust Ch. 31

"Scott and Chad get a chance to fulfill an old fantasy."

For the Fourth of July, Thaxter hosted a party at his house.  He made clear that everyone was welcome, and he let us all bring friends.  We figured Ryan and Marcos were just the right types to enjoy a gay...

Cocklust Ch. 30

"Chad learns a surprising family secret."

It took me a while to put my feelings into words, but once I did, they seemed to come tumbling out.  I told Chad all about what had happened.  At first I thought it might be TMI—especially when I went...

Cocklust Ch. 29

"Scott finds working at a gay bar is not easy."

My first few days working for Thaxter went just as I’d expected.  I had to do everything from bussing tables to taking orders to running cards, basically the same work I’d been doing before.  The main difference was the atmosphere,...

Cocklust Ch. 28

"Scott and Chad struggle to stay on their best behavior."

That weekend was a blur of speeches, receptions, and other special events.  We also got Skype calls from relatives like Rachel and Todd.  Of course, Amy was always the star of the show.  Mom got kind of weepy at times,...

Cocklust Ch. 26

"Scott gets a chance to act out his fetish."

Our lovemaking session was just as beautiful as I’d hoped.It happened right after we left the shop. We didn’t even make it back to my place—or to his, for that matter. We just made it as far as the forest,...

Cocklust Ch. 25

"Scott tries to wrangle his desires."

Our sex tape was surprisingly easy to edit. We had plenty of usable footage, so we mostly just had to decide which angles we liked best. We even cheated a little: we showed some of the same moments from different...

Cocklust Ch. 24

"Scott and Chad make a sex tape."

It turns out making a good sex tape is harder than you’d think.The first things we ran into were nerves. As soon as the thought sank in, I started getting cold feet. After all, I knew how much could go...

Cocklust Ch. 23

"Scott and Chad have an eye-opening day."

Chad and I just lay there for a while, holding each other and exchanging pillow talk. It almost felt like a dream. I’d imagined that night so many times that it hardly seemed real. My ass was sore from the...