Kilts For The Groomsmen
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Very interested in reading part two and it’s by far the best-written erotic fiction I’ve read on this site. Well done.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
“”
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.
Maybe Luca would like Ash’s feet like Ash does his
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I'm going to end up with blue balls before part 3 arrives.
I got excited there was an update on this for a sec. I really hope a new installment will be with us soon 
Love this, just found it… checking for more chapters now!!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
“
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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