Part 6 -- A Bator Education
Boyfriend. That's what Steven and I were finally calling each other now that we had made it official. It seemed like the most natural and normal thing in the world to us that we were in love, and exclusively in love with each other, but that we continued to explore group sex situations as well.
More often than not we slept at each other's places. It was a little fast, but I was having the time of my life. We tried to keep a good balance where I hung out with my friends and he hung out with his friends. Of course, there started to be some crossover, but that was fun too, especially when our regular friends became bating friends.
That happened quite a bit on one particular weekend.
My old friend James was getting married. I haven't talked about James because unlike a lot of my friends from home, he stayed there and never moved away. But he was getting married soon and decided to spend some time with us for his bachelor party. Additionally, he was flying his ex-roommate Nick out for the fun. Nick was Italian but had gone to school in America and roomed with James freshman year. Nick was a super fun guy who loved life and both his and James' families were wealthy so when those two got together a lot of fun was had.
James and Nick arrived on a Wednesday afternoon and were staying at a fancy hotel downtown for two nights then Friday morning we would be leaving for James' family's cabin. We didn't have any particular plans for when we got there, but we stocked up on drinks and weed, and were planning to just have a fun chill long weekend. On Thursday night, everyone was busy except Steven and I, so James and Nick invited us to come have dinner and hang out at their fancy hotel. We arrived right after work while the sun was still hot and James texted me that they were at the rooftop pool.
"Hey guys!" James yelled when he saw us. He was laying out and tanning on the poolside. I'd forgotten how big he was, not nearly as tall as me, but he was muscled and thick with legs like tree trunks and fur covering every inch of his bare chest. We hugged, and I introduced him to Steven.
"Good to finally meet you, bro!" James said, hugging Steven immediately.
"You lost a ton of weight, dude." I said, "You're gonna look so good in your wedding tux." I laughed and playfully punched him in the shoulder.
"Thanks, dude." He said and ushered us over to where he was tanning. "So this whole cabana is ours for the day." He gestured to a covered and curtained off patio behind his chair. "The waiters will bring you whatever you want, Drinks, food, whatever."
"Shit, how much does something like that cost?" Steven asked jaw dropped, he wasn't used to hanging out with James.
"Actually, the hotel paid for all of it, I think they're trying to get my dad to sign a contract and they don't know we haven't talked in a year." James replied casually.
"Isn't he coming to the wedding?" I asked.
"Yeah, why?" James shrugged.
I laughed and changed the subject. "Where's Nick?"
"Buongiorno Motherfuckers!" I heard a cheerful voice call. I turned to see Nick hoist himself out of the pool. His curly Italian mop of a haircut sticking to either side of his face and his short stubbly beard. He buried his face in my chest as he pulled me in for a tight hug.
"Hey Nick!" I smiled returning the hug. "This is Steven...my boyfriend." I said. And Nick looked incredulous for a moment.
"Oh, fuck man, good to finally meet you!" Nick said and he also hugged Steven. "Listen this place is awesome, I'm in the middle of a water volleyball game with a bunch of 12-year-olds so I gotta get back to that, but enjoy guys!" He said as he ran and jumped back into the pool. All three of us laughed.
I had a great time catching up with James, every few minutes it seemed, a waiter would stop by the cabana, bringing drinks, nachos, or asking if we needed anything. "I'm gonna jump in the pool for a bit, you guys good?" James asked. We both nodded. At the same time, Nick jumped out of the pool. He grabbed a towel and quickly patted down his face, and wrapped the towel around his waist.
"These nachos are addictive." Nick said, his Italian accent coming through.
"Are you looking forward to this weekend?" Steven asked, trying to make polite conversation.
"Yeah, have you ever been up to the cabin?" Nick asked.
"No, this is the first time I'm meeting James, too." Steven replied.
"It's beautiful," Nick said. "Super secluded, they own a ton of land up there, private lake access, we definitely went skinny dipping more than once up there." Nick laughed.
"Shut up." I said, but I couldn't hide my grin. Nick had definitely been a big part of discovering I was gay. James, Nick, Jess, Robert, Matt, Ethan and I all used to go up there all the time. Most of the time the straight boys didn't partake in the skinny dipping, but that didn't stop each of them from giving it a try once or twice. Nick wasn't nearly as well built as James or I, in fact he was always skinny, how he managed that on a diet of nothing but pasta was beyond me.
"Skinny dipping, that sounds like fun." Steven turned his gaze to me. "Something to look forward to this weekend."
"It's not like you haven't seen basically all my friends naked." I laughed.
"Shit, really?" Nick said and I just grinned and shrugged in response.
"Can I get anything for you gentleman?" A waiter appeared and asked.
"I'm fine, thank you." I said.
"All good." Nick said.
"They really don't leave you alone, do they?" Steven laughed.
"Yeah it's annoying. Here." Nick said, and he got up and drew the curtains around the cabana. "They won't come in if we spend some time in the shade. Besides I don't want to burn."
"You're Italian, your skin doesn't burn." I joked, and Nick flipped me off. He continued to draw the curtains closed until we finally had complete privacy, though of course we could still hear the bustle of the resort pool from outside.
"So what's going on with you? You're not still seeing that guy are you?" I asked Nick.
"Who, Bruno?" He asked and I nodded. "No, not for a long time, he was kind of an asshole.
