Bill and Jared’s House
Bill and Jared have been married for about 7 years now. They live in a quiet yet fun neighborhood. As far as they know, they are the only gay couple in the neighborhood, but everyone is very open and modern. They love the neighbors and their friends.Bill is a tall, hairy bearish man. Jared would definitely call Bill the ‘man of the house’. Bill is over six foot, has rugged looks, and a very clean beard. Jared loves Bill’s belly and always jokes that his belly isn’t the biggest part about him.
Jared is average height, maybe a bit shorter than average. He is a chubby man, but maybe just as hairy, if not hairier, than Bill. He has very clean skin and an adorable smile. Bill is always calling Jared his ‘little chub’. He sometimes has to assure their straight friends that he is not putting him down. But he doesn’t have to do that often because most know Bill and Jared to be a very strong couple and, above all, extremely nice people. In fact, when their close friend, Hank, was having marital problems, Jared told Hank that he could always crash in their extra bedroom if he ever needed to.
Of course, Bill and Jared hoped that Hank and his wife would work things out. Hank has been married far longer than they have been since Hank married his high school sweetheart. Bill, Jared, Hank and his wife are all in their early 40’s. They used to go on double-dates together. But that was a while ago. However, they are all still friends. In fact, Jared and Hank work in the same office and would often have drinks after work to talk about the issues he’s having with his wife. This went on for some time until one day, Hank shows up to the house with a couple bags and asks if he could take them up on their offer to stay in the extra bedroom.
Today is a Monday. Jared and Hank don’t normally work on Mondays. However, Bill does work on Mondays so he isn’t home yet, but Jared generously agrees. He helps him with his bags and shows him the extra room. Their house is a decent size. Hank is already familiar with it. He’s been over many times with his wife. They walk pass the foyer and through the large living room into the kitchen. Off of the kitchen is the spare bedroom. Before entering the spare bedroom to the left, Hank looks to his right outside of the sliding doors onto the backyard and marvels at the pool. He thinks to himself, at least he could take a good swim while he figures out his marriage.
He enters the room and sees Jared placing his bag next to the bed. Hank puts his other two bags next to that. “Thanks, Jared.”
“No problem, buddy” says Jared. “This room has its own bathroom right there. It’s kind of small, but it has a shower and everything. Make yourself at home. I just have a few things I need to get done before Bill gets home in a few hours.”
“Of course. Do what you’ve got to do. I’ll just get myself settled in. Thanks again.” Hank says.
“Again, no worries. Just let me know if you need anything.” Jared smiles and leaves the room.
The Sandwiches
After Jared leaves the room, Hank hears him heading upstairs towards the master bedroom. Hank settles in a bit. He doesn’t unpack his clothes right away. He hopes staying here isn’t permanent. He goes to the bathroom and scrolls on his phone a bit. About an hour has gone by and he’s getting a little hungry. He knows that Jared likes the sandwich shop down the road, so he figures he can go and get them each a sub. He leaves his room and doesn’t see Jared. He must still be upstairs.He goes outside to his car, drives to the sandwich shop and grabs two subs. He knows what Jared likes from work. They usually order the same sub: a cheesy chicken bacon ranch with wheat bread. He gets back to Bill and Jared’s house and doesn’t notice another car in the garage or driveway. Bill must not be home yet. Hank doesn’t really know which car Bill drives though. Either way, he walks into the front door. It’s still left unlocked. He walks in and looks around. No Jared. No Bill. Jared must still be upstairs doing chores.
Hank decides to go upstairs and offer the sub sandwich to Jared as a thank you for letting him stay. There are a few rooms up there, all them have their doors closed. Hank can hear some music playing in one of the rooms and assumes that’s where Jared is. The music is kind of jazzy. Lots of saxophone. It’s catchy. Hank knocks lightly on the door and immediately hears Jared yell, “Come innn.”
The way he said it. There was a beckon to it. Hank didn’t really think anything of it. Jared can be flamboyant at times. Hank opens the door, subs in hand, and almost drops them at the sight of Jared sprawled out on the bed, looking seductive, wearing some sort of leather harness on his torso and nothing else but a pair of white socks. He is stroking his hard cock. His legs are spread and there is clearly something shoved up his butt.
Immediately Jared screams, “OH MY GOD!” and jumps up to cover himself. “I thought you were Bill!” Hank quickly turns around and closes his eyes.
“Dude, I am so sorry! I just wanted to surprise you with lunch! I got subs from that sandwich shop we like. Dude, I did not mean to—I’m so sorry!” Hank runs downstairs and back into his bedroom.
He sits on the bed lost in thought, completely forgetting he is holding a footlong sub in each hand. He finally sets them down. He feels bad for walking in on Jared. He’s never really thought of him as a sexual person like that. He was always just his buddy Jared. Now he has this image of him laid out on the bed. He thinks about how that is what Bill gets to come home to. His partner, eager to have relations with him. Hank’s wife never surprised him like that before. But this seems like a regular thing for Bill and Jared. Hank notices that his has started to get a little hard thinking about it. Not because it was a naked man stroking an erection with a device up his ass, he doesn’t think that is what is making him hard. He thinks it’s just the sexual act that Bill and Jared get to experience that is arousing him. He pushes the thoughts away and begins feeling bad for just walking in like that.
At that moment, Jared knocks on the door. “Hey, buddy. Are you in there?”
“Uhhh” Hank stands up and adjusts his semi in his pants before fully answering. “Yeah, man. One sec.” He walks to the door and opens it to see Jared standing there, fully clothed, flashing his charming smile holding two sports drinks.
“Figured we could wash the subs down with these. We’re big into sports drinks in this house.”
“Um…sounds good, man.” Hank replies sheepishly.
“Let’s eat them in here, huh?” Jared gestures toward the kitchen bar behind him.
“That sounds fine.” Hank agrees. Jared and Bill’s kitchen is really nice. It has one of those large islands in the middle with an oven built into it. It also has a long bar at the edge to separate the kitchen from the living room. As Hank finds a seat at the bar, he imagines Jared cooking dinner with a perfect view of Bill sitting on the couch watching the game with a cold beer in his hand. Hank sits down on a barstool and places the subs on the bar. He immediately breaks into more apologies. “Look, Jared. I should’ve announced myself more. I really didn’t mean to see you like that.”
“Eh,” Jared replies. “Mistakes happen. Besides, plenty of people have seen me like that already. I’m kind of a slut like that.” They both laugh.
“Well, I really am sorry.”
“I know you are. Apology accepted. No need to talk about it more. Unless you want to.” Jared opens up his sports drink. Hank reaches for his.
“Nah, I’m good if you’re good.”
“Good. I just hope you don’t think I lie around all day like that waiting for my man. Today is sort of a special occasion. That’s all.”
“Oh, really? Man, I guess I picked the wrong day to take you up on the offer to stay. Don’t tell me it’s your anniversary?”
“Really, it’s fine. It’s not technically our anniversary.” Jared explains. “It is this weekend. We just like to celebrate it all week long.”
“Oh, that sounds like you guys have a great relationship. So you started celebrating yesterday? Did you have a surprise for him then too?” Jared pauses in the middle of a bite of his sandwich. “Wait, forget I asked.” Hanks tries to laugh it off. He is unsure why he even asked that question.
“No, it’s okay.” Jared says as he wipes his mouth with a napkin. “I don’t mind talking about it if you don’t. I think it’s healthy to discuss things like this. You and I have always been close. Well…I mean…we’re a lot closer now that you’ve seen a buttplug inside of me!” Hank almost spits out his drink. Jared laughs loudly.
“Is that what that was?”
“Yeah, you’ve never tried one? I thought straight married couples did stuff like that too, no?”
“Well…since we’re being honest. I let her try a dildo on me once. Just a little one.”
“Sure.”
“It wasn’t very big.” They both sort of giggle. “But I don’t think I liked it. It felt weird. Only tried it the one time.”
“Hey, at least you tried.” Responded Jared.
“So what was the surprise yesterday?”
“Well…he surprised me actually. I was out running errands. When I came home he was in the pool skinny dipping. Except neither of us are really skinny.” He winks and they both laugh. “Then he took me upstairs and tied me up. He got this candle that is made out of massage oil or something. So he poured hot wax on me. We slipped around for a bit.”
“That sounds hot.” The words left Hank’s mouth before he realized what he was saying. He kind of had a shocked and scared look on his face.
“It was pretty hot.” Jared responds ignoring Hank’s face. “Tonight, I had a few cameras set up. I was going to talk him into making a little video.”
“I didn’t notice the cameras. But I tried not to look at anything too much.”
“Well if I’m pulling focus so much you didn’t notice the cameras that’s a good thing. Usually Bill is the star of the show.”
“Really?”
“Oh yeah. The man is an animal! He can go on forever. How about the wife? Does she have a high sex drive?”
“Not really. She doesn’t like to do it more often than once a week or so. Even then, there hasn’t been a lot of spark lately. You know?”
“I’m sorry to hear that. I feel bad that you’re going through that in your marriage while we celebrate ours this week.” Jared says kindly.
“No, no.” Hank pleads. “Please, don’t let me interfere with anything you two have going on. I don’t want to be a burden.”
“We shouldn’t disturb you. Sound doesn’t really travel down here. But I hope it doesn’t make you uncomfortable.”
“Not at all, man. I’m a guest here. I still feel bad that I ruined the surprise though.”
“What surprise?” Asks Bill.