Kilts For The Groomsmen

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Hi all,

This is my first attempt at writing fiction! Current plan is to write another two parts, but would been keen to heard feedback.

Part One: The Bet

Stephen, 12:53
“It’s kilts for the groomsmen!”

Fuck, thought Ash.

Billy, 12:54
“Don’t need 2 pack any pants then!”

Billy 12:54
:p

Ash put his phone down on the table. Stephen had hinted that his influencer fiancé was really leaning into the highland aesthetic for the upcoming wedding (Ash was unsure whether Stephen or Abi had any actual Scottish heritage despite the wedding invitations bearing a dubious coat of arms), but he hadn’t anticipated this.

Ash’s phone lit up:

Stephen 12:56
“You never wear any anyway! Will send deets for where to pick yours up”.

A moment later Stephen shared the location for a tailors near Bond Street. Ash groaned and picked his phone back up.

Ash, 12:57
“Cool, can’t wait!”


-

Four weeks later, Ash found himself on the train from London up to Edinburgh. The wedding was taking place in one of those old castles that had been turned into an overpriced hotel about an hour outside of the city. Ash sipped his lukewarm coffee while trying to clear a few more emails for work. He had booked the day off but there was an unspoken understanding that he could still work while travelling. He didn’t really mind, there wasn’t really much else to do on the eight-hour journey.

As the landscape changed from skyscrapers and blocks of flats to green fields and open stretches of water, Ash closed his laptop lid and leaned back into his seat. It was worth paying for first class he thought as he closed his eyes, starting to relax. He felt a familiar stirring in his pants, but sighed thinking he couldn’t really do anything about it right now. The train had left so early that morning that he hadn’t had a chance for his usual wank (ideally in bed as soon as he woke up if his girlfriend wasn’t staying over, but a quickie in the shower was also allowed in desperate circumstances). He briefly flirted with the idea of heading to the toilet on the train to take care of himself, but his prior experience of the sanitation on trains put him off. He resigned himself to waiting till he got to the hotel where he could try and squeeze in a quick workout and wank before meeting up with the others. The guests would all be arriving at different times, so nothing formal had been arranged for that evening, but the groomsmen had said they would try and grab dinner and a few drinks – they had to be careful since the wedding started at 10am the next morning and was set to carry on to well into the morning the day after.

Ash sighed again and settled in for a nap while the train hurtled towards the festivities.


-​

“Here’s trouble!” Stephen shouted as he pulled Ash into a bear hug. He and Abi were standing by the entrance to the hotel to greet guests. It was a small venue (as castles go) so they had rented the entire place for the wedding party.


Abi leaned in for air kisses on both cheeks, “so glad you could make it!” she said in the same voice she used when telling her followers about the latest anal bleaching cream that had changed her life and how it was a coincidence that it happened to be #gifted.


“Thanks for having me”, Ash replied politely. Stephen directed him to the check-in desk and promised to find him later for a drink. Check-in was mercifully quick and Ash soon found himself standing in quite a grand room in one of the castle’s towers. He threw his bags on the sofa at the foot of the four-poster bed and headed over to the desk to leaf through the hotel information pack. After connecting to the Wi-Fi code he came across a leaflet summarising the wellness centre and was pleased to see there was fully equipped gym on site along with a spa. The thought of relaxing in the steam room made his cock twitch and he put his hand on his crotch to give it a little squeeze through his jeans.

He quickly changed in to his gym gear and grabbed a towel from the bathroom to take down with him. Once in the gym, he popped in his airpods and settled into a full body workout. After being cooped up on the train for so long it felt good to stretch his muscles and build up a sweat. The gym was relatively quiet which was unsurprising given it was a Friday evening, so Ash managed to move through his routine at pace without having to wait for any of the machines. He was about to head out to try and find the spa when he felt a tap on his shoulder. Turning round, he was faced with Tim, Stephen’s brother and best man. Ash pulled his airpods out and gave Tim a quick hug.

“Glad I managed to find you – I booked a table for the groomsmen in the hotel restaurant for dinner," Tim said, "go grab a shower and then join us – I’ll get you a pint’.

Ash smiled, trying to hide his disappointment at not having time to go to the steamroom and relive himself. He ran back up to his room for a quick shower before getting dressed, his cock hard the entire time. An accusing drop of precum leaked out of the tip of his head, which was poking out of his foreskin. Ash gave it a gentle wank before tucking it into a pair of black boxer-briefs, promising himself that he would have a proper wank in bed later.


-​

Ash took a sip of his wine as the waiter cleared the last of the dessert plates from the table. He surveyed the group of men around the table as they all listened to a story Tim was telling about Stephen from when they were both at uni, which he had deemed not funny enough to make it into his best man speech but wanted them to hear anyway. Tim was on the slightly tubbier side and had a reddish glow that gave him the appearance of being permanently out of breath. Next to him was Billy, who despite being the smallest in size was the loudest in personality. Jack sat next to Billy and took up a fair amount of space since he had spent the last year bulking up in preparation for an Iron Man he was due to take part in soon.

Ash was sitting opposite Jack, with Brian sitting to his left. Brian was the quietest of the group, but also the quickest – he had been known to fire out some crippling one-liners when one of the group was acting up. Rounding out the group was Luca, one of Stephen’s friends from work. Originally from Italy, he had a permanent tan (which Ash was sure had to be fake – there just isn’t that much sun in England), and slicked back dark hair with a short beard. Though Ash wasn’t in the habit of checking out other men, he had to admit Luca was handsome, in a traditionally good-looking sort of way.

Ash had met Luca for the first time a few months ago at Stephen’s stag do in Amsterdam. He couldn’t put on his finger on it, but something about Luca made him feel a bit uncomfortable. Maybe it was cultural, but Luca just seemed so uninhibited. He was very tactile, patting Ash on the back, or giving his shoulder a squeeze in passing. Not that he just did it to Ash, everyone else received the same treatment as well. As far as Ash knew, Luca was straight so he put it down to maybe that just being how Italians were?

Ash was so engrossed in his study of Luca swirling his wine around his glass that he almost missed what Billy was saying.

“…we could get a taxi to the club in town?” asked Billy hopefully.

“Club, singular,” laughed Jack, “always the sign of a top-notch establishment if it’s the only one within 20 square miles”.

Tim drained his own glass. “I’m under strict orders from Stephen to make sure you behave yourselves tonight – I think we can all agree the fallout from Abi going nuclear if anything isn’t perfect tomorrow just isn’t worth it?”

They all nodded in unison – Abi had a unique brand of tantrum where she managed to combine emotional blackmail with high-pitched shrieking.

“Well, I still need to unwind a bit before turning in,” said Brian, throwing his napkin down on the table.

Ash sat up in his chair. “There’s a spa here,” he said, “I was thinking of checking it out”.

Luca turned to look at him thoughtfully. Billy banged his hand down on the table. “Sounds good to me! Meet there in 10.”

They all dispersed to freshen up in their rooms before heading to the spa. Ash grabbed a pair of flip flops from his bag and caught sight of a flashing light on his work phone. He decided to respond to whatever it was but as a result it took him another 15 minutes to make it down to the spa.

He just caught Jack leaving the changing room wearing a towel wrapped around his slim waist which was at odds with his bulging biceps and pecs.

“The others are in the sauna – meet us there?” he said heading out of the door.

Ash nodded as he found an empty locker. He undressed to his pants and then realised he hadn’t brought his trunks with him. He didn’t find the idea of having to schlep all the way back to his room appealing, so he stood there weighing whether he could get away with being naked. He tried to remember whether Jack had looked naked under his towel; had he seen the outline of his cock through the towel at all? Wait, why was he think about Jack’s cock?!

Shaking his head slightly he pulled he pants down and threw them in the locker, grabbing a towel from the pile in a large wicker basket and wrapping it round his waist as he slipped his feet into his flip flops. He and a few of the others had done a trip to Finland a few years before where they all had been nude in the sauna so he was sure they would strip down now as well.

As he walked over to the door he caught sight of himself in a full length mirror. Maybe it was the changing room lighting, but he had to admit he looked good. Always athletic, he had been focusing on building some muscle over the last few months. His earlier workout made his chest and arms look even more pumped and he couldn’t help flex a bit. He moved his head from side to side, appreciating the effect his haircut from yesterday was giving. He had some stubble he’d have to shave for tomorrow, but for now it was making his jaw more defined. He shook his head, laughing at his own vanity, before one final flex as he headed out of the room.

He reached down to undo his towel as he opened the door of the sauna, but managed to stop just in time; the other groomsmen were dotted around the sauna and all were wearing their trunks. Ash silently cursed himself as he took a seat the end, opposite Luca. Ash couldn’t be sure, but he was sure Luca’s gazed flicked down to his crotch as he sat down. Luca seemed to be smiling about something anyway. Ash ignored him and leaned back, stretching his arms out on the seat behind him. He zoned out a bit, the tiredness from travelling all day catching up with him, and closed his eyes. He must have fallen asleep because he jerked awake when something brushed past his knees.

He sat up, and realised his legs were a bit further apart than when he first sat down, giving Luca a direct view up his towel. Luckily Luca was reclining back in his seat, sweat dripping down his toned chest and abs with his eyes closed. Unlike the other who were all wearing regular trunks, Luca was in a pair of white Speedos which contrasted well with his deep tan. It had been Billy leaving the sauna that had woken Ash up, and he looked around to see he and Luca were the only ones left in there.

Ash’s horniness was also catching up with him, and he gave his cock another squeeze just as Luca sat forward. Ash tried to pass it off as if he was scratching his leg but he wasn’t sure how much Luca had seen.

"So are you ready to kilt up tomorrow?’ Ash asked, trying to distract Luca.

“Yes – trust Abi to come up with something like that!” Luca said, shaking his head.

“Well at least it’s summer, I wouldn’t fancy it in December,” said Ash.

“True… especially if one is to wear it in the ‘traditional’ way” said Luca softly.

“Traditional?” asked Ash, confused.

Luca nodded at Ash’s crotch, “without any pants underneath” he said.

“Oh right,” said Ash, blushing slightly. “Well, you don’t have to do that”.

Luca looked him right in the eye, “what will you do?”

“Haven’t decided,” Ash replied. “Not sure which way will be more comfortable”.

Luca nodded slowly, “yes… I can see arguments for both pants and no pants.”

“I guess you’ll do no pants?” Ash asked.

Luca cocked his head to one side while looking at Ash. “Why do you say that?”

“You’re just…” Ash fumbled, “so free…?”

Luca smiled, “I haven’t decided either,” he said.

“I bet you go no pants,” Ash said. He wasn’t sure why he was pushing this, but it felt important.

“Do you?” asked Luca.

“Do I what?” replied Ash.

“Want to bet?” Luca asked as he stood up. “If you guess right, I’ll buy a bottle of the finest whiskey this hotel has to offer. If you guess and get it wrong then you have to buy it for me.”

Ash sized him up. “Okay”.

Luca smiled and walked towards the door. “I would’ve preferred to be naked in here as well,” he said over his shoulder.

Ash blushed as he crossed his legs.

End of part one.
 

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Well done mate! Great imagery, and hot. Looking forward to the next instalment.
 

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Decided to split the next update it into two parts - some more build up, but I promise it'll be worth it!

Part Two: Storm and a Teacup

Ash tossed and turned in bed. He had barely slept (he always found it difficult to settle in a new bed), and something about his exchange with Luca last night had disturbed him. After Luca had left the sauna, Ash had waited for ten minutes before heading back to the changing room (which was mercifully empty) and had a quick shower before dressing and returning to his room. He had thought about having a wank, but he could barely keep his eyes open so decided to strip off and get into bed. He thought he had heard the distant rumble of thunder at one point during the night, but decided that he must have imagined it as he could see that the sky was clear and blue outside.

Not having a wank last did mean he had woken up with a raging hardon. He was lying on his front and started to gently thrust against the mattress, feeling a sticky line of precum dragging against the sheet. He grabbed his phone which had been charging on the bedside table, thinking he would pull up some porn to wank to, but saw he had a message from his girlfriend Felicity from the night before.

Flic, 22:30
“Hope you’ve settled into the hotel alright (and that Abi isn’t being too annoying lol). Going to be leaving for Becca’s hen do early in the morning, will message when I get there xx".

Ash checked to see she had last been online 10 minutes ago. Forgetting about finding any porn, he flipped over onto his back and pulled down the sheets so he could take a picture of his hard and dripping cock. He pulled back his foreskin to show his slimy head and snapped a picture and sent it to Flic with the caption “Thinking of you ;)”.

She responded a couple of minutes later with a photo – it was a close-up of her cleavage with her robe undone. Ash licked his lips while zooming in on her nipples.

He sent her a short video of him wanking his cock, precum leaking down his shaft. Flic responded with a picture of her pulling her panties to one side, showing off her shaved pussy. Seeing this made Ash moan. He started stroking faster while imaging going down on Flic. Unfortunately, Flic had a super-sensitive clit, so she found oral too much for her. She had initially let Ash go down on her a few times when they had first started dating, but Ash soon realised she wasn’t enjoying it and so had stopped trying, even though it was one his favourite things to do; he loved the taste, texture and smell of pussy.

Flic, 07:14
"Really need to get going for this hen – going to be a long drive – hope those pics helped ;)"

She sent one last photo of her bending over in front of a full-length mirror, ass facing the camera. Her white thong (his favourite) was barely containing her pussy lips at that angle.

Ash quickened his pace while he stroked, imagining himself kneeling behind Flic, sucking on her pussy lips and licking from her cunt up to her ass hole and back again. This pushed him over the edge and he shot a huge load over his head, hitting the headboard. Some of it landed on his face and all down his chest.

He snapped a photo of himself covered in cum and sent it to Flic with the caption “it definitely did!”

He checked the time on his phone – 07:20 – he needed to head down to grab breakfast to make sure he could get dressed in time for the wedding (he was assuming he needed to add extra time to wrestle with the unfamiliar garb). He rolled off the bed and headed to the bathroom. Deciding he could shower later, he used a towel to wipe the cum from his face, chest and cock. He could tell his balls weren’t completely empty yet, but he didn’t have time to do anything about it.

He headed back into the bedroom and pulled on his shorts and t-shirt from last night. He slipped on his flip flops and headed down to the dining room, just about remembering to grab his room key before he closed the door.

Ash entered the dining room and walked towards the queue for the breakfast buffet. He slowed his pace when he realised Luca was at the end of the line. He wondered if Luca remembered the bet they had made. As he approached the buffet, he frowned; Luca looked like he had just stepped out of the pages of a summer edit in GQ; he was wearing a white shirt, unbuttoned almost to the navel showing of his smooth toned chest with a pair of white shorts and brown sandals. By comparison, unshowered and unshaven as he was, Ash looked like he lived under a bridge.

Luca turned as Ash approached. “Morning mate! Sleep alright?”

Ash merely nodded. Luca smiled and turned back to the woman in the queue in front of him. He put his hand on her lower back and rubbed it gently. Had they fucked last night, Ash wondered? Luca turned to Ash again and flashed him a wink as his hand travelled down to the woman’s ass. Yes, they had clearly fucked.

Ash smiled and nodded back at Luca as he reached for a teacup. At the same time Luca said to him “you know, you look better with a bit of stubble.” Ash didn’t know what to make of that, so he just smiled and ran a finger along one cheek.

“You think?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Luca replied, “although,” he said, reaching out a hand, “mate, you’ve got something on your – here let me…” he reached over and wiped something from Ash’s chin. Cum. It had to be cum. As Ash realised what was happening, the teacup he’d been holding slipped and shattered on the floor.

“Shit!” shouted Ash, bending down to the pick up the pieces.

Luca bent down as well, “don’t worry about it, mate. Easily fixed.”

Between the two of them they managed to scoop up the bigger pieces. As they were gathering the shards up Ash couldn’t help notice Luca’s feet. He wasn’t into feet or anything, but he had to admit Luca’s were exceptionally nice – tanned, hairless and with neatly trimmed nails. He tried not to stare too much as Luca straightened up and handed the broken pieces to one of the hotel workers who had appeared with a dustpan and brush.

Ash apologised profusely and threw a few things from the buffet onto a plate while Luca followed his companion out of the room. He looked around for a table to sit at, when he heard a wailing coming from the other side of the dining room.

“Ruined!’ cried Abi, “it’s all ruined!” Stephen was rubbing her arm gently.

“It’ll be fine babe, there’s a marquee if we need to use it,” he said soothingly.

“But what about the PICTURES?” she howled, shaking her head.

Ash caught Billy as he was passing by. “What’s up with her?” he asked.

Billy stole a piece of toast from Ash’s plate, “someone mentioned the weather could turn later – there’s a storm coming”. So Ash hadn’t imagined the thunder last night.

Ash swatted Billy’s hand away from his plate. Billy shrugged and left to get more coffee. Ash started to eat his breakfast but stopped as his phone flashed. It was a message from Luca.

Luca 08:48
"Hope you haven’t forgotten our little bet ;)"

Ash didn’t know why, but that made him smile.

End of part two
 

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Thanks for the love all! Working on the second part now, which I'm hoping to post this week. @Scott11e I'm sure I'll be taking you up on your kind offer to help with kilt aspects!
Delighted to be of service, mate – really enjoying the story so far!
 

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Decided to split the next update it into two parts - some more build up, but I promise it'll be worth it!

Part Two: Storm and a Teacup

Ash tossed and turned in bed. He had barely slept (he always found it difficult to settle in a new bed), and something about his exchange with Luca last night had disturbed him. After Luca had left the sauna, Ash had waited for ten minutes before heading back to the changing room (which was mercifully empty) and had a quick shower before dressing and returning to his room. He had thought about having a wank, but he could barely keep his eyes open so decided to strip off and get into bed. He thought he had heard the distant rumble of thunder at one point during the night, but decided that he must have imagined it as he could see that the sky was clear and blue outside.

Not having a wank last did mean he had woken up with a raging hardon. He was lying on his front and started to gently thrust against the mattress, feeling a sticky line of precum dragging against the sheet. He grabbed his phone which had been charging on the bedside table, thinking he would pull up some porn to wank to, but saw he had a message from his girlfriend Felicity from the night before.

Flic, 22:30
“Hope you’ve settled into the hotel alright (and that Abi isn’t being too annoying lol). Going to be leaving for Becca’s hen do early in the morning, will message when I get there xx".

Ash checked to see she had last been online 10 minutes ago. Forgetting about finding any porn, he flipped over onto his back and pulled down the sheets so he could take a picture of his hard and dripping cock. He pulled back his foreskin to show his slimy head and snapped a picture and sent it to Flic with the caption “Thinking of you ;)”.

She responded a couple of minutes later with a photo – it was a close-up of her cleavage with her robe undone. Ash licked his lips while zooming in on her nipples.

He sent her a short video of him wanking his cock, precum leaking down his shaft. Flic responded with a picture of her pulling her panties to one side, showing off her shaved pussy. Seeing this made Ash moan. He started stroking faster while imaging going down on Flic. Unfortunately, Flic had a super-sensitive clit, so she found oral too much for her. She had initially let Ash go down on her a few times when they had first started dating, but Ash soon realised she wasn’t enjoying it and so had stopped trying, even though it was one his favourite things to do; he loved the taste, texture and smell of pussy.

Flic, 07:14
"Really need to get going for this hen – going to be a long drive – hope those pics helped ;)"

She sent one last photo of her bending over in front of a full-length mirror, ass facing the camera. Her white thong (his favourite) was barely containing her pussy lips at that angle.

Ash quickened his pace while he stroked, imagining himself kneeling behind Flic, sucking on her pussy lips and licking from her cunt up to her ass hole and back again. This pushed him over the edge and he shot a huge load over his head, hitting the headboard. Some of it landed on his face and all down his chest.

He snapped a photo of himself covered in cum and sent it to Flic with the caption “it definitely did!”

He checked the time on his phone – 07:20 – he needed to head down to grab breakfast to make sure he could get dressed in time for the wedding (he was assuming he needed to add extra time to wrestle with the unfamiliar garb). He rolled off the bed and headed to the bathroom. Deciding he could shower later, he used a towel to wipe the cum from his face, chest and cock. He could tell his balls weren’t completely empty yet, but he didn’t have time to do anything about it.

He headed back into the bedroom and pulled on his shorts and t-shirt from last night. He slipped on his flip flops and headed down to the dining room, just about remembering to grab his room key before he closed the door.

Ash entered the dining room and walked towards the queue for the breakfast buffet. He slowed his pace when he realised Luca was at the end of the line. He wondered if Luca remembered the bet they had made. As he approached the buffet, he frowned; Luca looked like he had just stepped out of the pages of a summer edit in GQ; he was wearing a white shirt, unbuttoned almost to the navel showing of his smooth toned chest with a pair of white shorts and brown sandals. By comparison, unshowered and unshaven as he was, Ash looked like he lived under a bridge.

Luca turned as Ash approached. “Morning mate! Sleep alright?”

Ash merely nodded. Luca smiled and turned back to the woman in the queue in front of him. He put his hand on her lower back and rubbed it gently. Had they fucked last night, Ash wondered? Luca turned to Ash again and flashed him a wink as his hand travelled down to the woman’s ass. Yes, they had clearly fucked.

Ash smiled and nodded back at Luca as he reached for a teacup. At the same time Luca said to him “you know, you look better with a bit of stubble.” Ash didn’t know what to make of that, so he just smiled and ran a finger along one cheek.

“You think?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Luca replied, “although,” he said, reaching out a hand, “mate, you’ve got something on your – here let me…” he reached over and wiped something from Ash’s chin. Cum. It had to be cum. As Ash realised what was happening, the teacup he’d been holding slipped and shattered on the floor.

“Shit!” shouted Ash, bending down to the pick up the pieces.

Luca bent down as well, “don’t worry about it, mate. Easily fixed.”

Between the two of them they managed to scoop up the bigger pieces. As they were gathering the shards up Ash couldn’t help notice Luca’s feet. He wasn’t into feet or anything, but he had to admit Luca’s were exceptionally nice – tanned, hairless and with neatly trimmed nails. He tried not to stare too much as Luca straightened up and handed the broken pieces to one of the hotel workers who had appeared with a dustpan and brush.

Ash apologised profusely and threw a few things from the buffet onto a plate while Luca followed his companion out of the room. He looked around for a table to sit at, when he heard a wailing coming from the other side of the dining room.

“Ruined!’ cried Abi, “it’s all ruined!” Stephen was rubbing her arm gently.

“It’ll be fine babe, there’s a marquee if we need to use it,” he said soothingly.

“But what about the PICTURES?” she howled, shaking her head.

Ash caught Billy as he was passing by. “What’s up with her?” he asked.

Billy stole a piece of toast from Ash’s plate, “someone mentioned the weather could turn later – there’s a storm coming”. So Ash hadn’t imagined the thunder last night.

Ash swatted Billy’s hand away from his plate. Billy shrugged and left to get more coffee. Ash started to eat his breakfast but stopped as his phone flashed. It was a message from Luca.

Luca 08:48
"Hope you haven’t forgotten our little bet ;)"

Ash didn’t know why, but that made him smile.

End of part two
Ash likes Luca’s feet, he just denies it hehe