Starting from Scratch Ep. 076: BROS B4 HOS

"BACK OFF ROTTEN!"

Mace Belmont was met at the front door of his Aunt's home by her excitable Rottweiler affectionately named Rotten. Nudging the dog back to allow Mace's friend Travis to enter behind him he was met with resistance. "Knock it off already. He probably needs to use the yard."

"Hey Rotten. Nice to meet you Buddy." Travis tried to pet the pup but heard growling instead so drew his hand back slowly.

"He just doesn't know you yet. First time with anybody gets tense." That was a lie, normally Rotten was a big baby. He wasn't sure why the dog was agitated but he was. Holding Rotten's collar tightly Mace stood between the unlikely adversaries and let Travis go around him. "Go on in I'll walk him real fast then we'll try again. If he gets too grumpy I'll put him out by the pool."

"Nice doggy. Travis...friend."

"Doubt that helps." Mace laughed, "Go left at the living room. Aunt Piper's bedroom is on the other side of the TV wall. Her bathroom isn't hard to find. Grab a shower...wait! Put your dirty clothes in the washer over there first. I'm not taking them there. I'll start a load when I get back in with Killer here."

"Gotcha!"

Trav moved toward the laundry room down a short hall and began unpacking his soiled school clothes into the stackable washer. "Stacked just like Miss Cherry. Nice appliances, she has to be loaded." He finished tossing his jeans and shirt inside then shrugged, "Taking a shower anyway, might as well wash my gym clothes while I'm at it. They smell as bad as my pissed on jeans now that I've worn them."

Stripping down he leaves his tennis shoes by the dryer and takes a tour of the home. "HUGE TV! Yessssssss! Our movie night just stepped up. Surround sound even, we can rock the neighborhood like that asshole Hardecker but with Fast and the Furious flicks. Vroooooooom! Vrooooom!" He made a circle of the living room as if driving out of control. "You go Dom!" Screeching his brakes he leers out at his house on the backside of Piper's swimming pool. "You ruined it Bro. Now I'm thinking of Mom's...punk ass boyfriend."

Groaning he walked into Piper's bedroom and saw her King size bed and dropped his jaw with a birdlike siren call of exhaled, "Awwwwwwwwooooooooo! This is where the action is." Knowing his time was precious Trav hurled himself on to her bed where he had seen her get laid or just sleep unclothed numerous times through his telescope. Rolling over he humped her spot chuckling, "You know you want me Piper. Here to please Momma!" A few more humps he rises to his knees as if fucking an invisible Piper doggy style, slapping empty air that he imagined to be her ass. As if he had ever had sex before. It was humorous. It was also a good thing Piper was too busy at the moment to check her surveillance cameras like normal. Travis would have been in serious hot water. Speaking of..."I better get in the shower before Mace gets back in here with Dogzilla." Funny considering Piper's old toy was known as Bodzilla.

Rolling out of bed he brushes the bedding to look less occupied and strolls into her bathroom. Everything in there was frilly, pink or lavender. Of course it was. Hearing the front door open and Rotten whining Trav jumped into the shower stall closing himself in for protection in case Fido was defending his territory. Turning on the multiple jets he was sprayed from three different angles. Never before experiencing luxury he nodded, "Hell to the yeah!" Finding the only soap to be girly scented he grumbled, "Oh come on! Pink luffa even. I'll never live this down." Even worse he discovered a dildo suctioned to the shower wall by accident. It jabbed him in the ass.

"FUCK! That's...been inside her."

Giving up on the fact he was halfway between Heaven and Hell he just used his hands to soap up with her shower gel that was scented like flowers. "Mom's going to try planting me in her garden once she gets a whiff of this...me. I wonder if..." He raises his voice, "HEY MACE?" With the washer started the water goes cold briefly and Trav screams like a girl. Between his yell to get attention and his squirrely echo Mace stepped inside the bedroom but held off going any further. Sadly in starting the washer he didn't realize Travis had nothing to change into yet.

"WHAT?' Mace yelled back.

"Got any manly soap? I don't want to go home smelling like freakin' lavender."

"Yeah! Hang on." Mace ran upstairs to his own bathroom and brought down a fresh bar of Irish Spring. It couldn't get more manly than that. Reaching the bathroom Mace opened the tiny box and had the bar in hand then realized he was going to have to deliver it in person. Marching in caught Travis off guard and he covered his junk and stepped back as if shy. In doing so his ass crack found Piper's dildo right up to his ass slipping between. Hearing Travis shout, "AAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Mace saw it and laughed.

"I guess Irish Spring fits the occasion."

"Fuck you."

"Piper's dildo is better than I am any day Buddy." He chuckled, "Not gay! Just teasing ya. Just rip it off the wall and toss it out if it bothers you."

"I could have used your shower."

"Could have, but Piper did say use hers. You're probably the only guy in Nashville that would complain about that." He hides his gaze and holds the soap out tapping it on the glass, "Here! Man up!" Opening the door Travis took the bar and closed himself back in. "I put Rotten out back so you don't have to sweat over him being nervous around you."

"He should get used to me if we're hanging out tomorrow." Trav used the soap, "Gotta wash rag?" Mace found one in a small archway style brass linen shelf. Taking it over he again tapped the glass, "Thanks Mace."

"No problem." He left the bathroom but stood outside, "I think your harasser's have learned their lesson."

"Doubt it! I still have to deal with Hardecker. He got revenge but now it's my turn. I just have to figure out how."

"I got your back Buddy."

"Speaking of...can you wash my back? They peed there too."

"Not going there. On your own Bro."

"I was joking." No he wasn't. He just didn't realize how stupid it sounded.

"You're right about Rotten. I'm letting him back in. Just don't make any aggressive looking moves. He'll come around."

"Gotcha Bro!"

"I'm gonna watch TV, it's nice having cable finally." Mace abandoned Travis heading back into the living room, snatching up the remote he turned the TV on. Flipping channels he suddenly heard singing. "What the hell?" Muting the TV he listened, Travis was singing in the shower. Wincing queerly he deciphered the song as Party Up by DMX. "Is he Rapping to DMX?" He had to text Piper with a video recording of him accompanied by a laughing hysterically emoji. She wouldn't notice it right away...kinda busy still. Returning to the TV he flipped channels before settling on an old episode of the comedy Fresh Prince of Belair.

Letting Rotten indoors the dog bolted through the French door and headed straight into Piper's bedroom. His bed was in there so Mace ignored it, Will and Carlton were cracking him up too much to care. A strange reflection caught his eye however and he found Knox Hardecker on his balcony using binoculars. "And, you call Trav a pervert." Flipping him off Mace went to the couch and ignored him.

With no screams from the bathroom Mace concluded Rotten was more relaxed. Kicking back he heard the shower and the Rapper quiet down. Door opening in the bathroom unnoticed by Mace, Trav found a pink towel and began drying off. Instead of wrapping the towel around his waist Trav stepped into Piper's bedroom and dried his hair, digging cloth into his ear canal.

Hearing a growl Travis froze and bulged his eyes. From his blind side Rotten jumped from laying in his doggy bed and pounced on Travis. Panic setting in Travis found Rotten humping his leg, his paws locked so tightly there was no breaking away without help. Fearing a scream might get him bitten Trav called out, "MAAAAAAACE?"

The TV blaring Mace didn't hear him. With no curtains on Piper's windows it was a clear shot looking in. Knox Hardecker was laughing his ass off across the way and recording the whole incident. It looked as if Travis was liking it to the camera eye but he was merely afraid to agitate the dog. With Rotten's weight being so heavy Travis couldn't even escape. "Why me? Why does shit like this always happen to me?"

Sadly, Trav had to hold his swinging dick to keep it from being stabbed by Rotten's nails. To Hardecker it looked like Travis was jerking off while being humped. Not the case but nobody but Trav knew differently. Finally, Travis just lost it, "GET THE FUCK OFF ME!" Rotten didn't obey but the reverb did make Mace take notice. Jumping from the couch he rushed into the bedroom and found Trav had made it to the mattress but was holding his body up on one hand. It really did look bad.

"SHIT! ROTTEN GET OFF!" Mace clapped his hands.

"DON'T TELL HIM THAT! HE MIGHT!" Not the way Mace meant but Trav was right. Poor guy just couldn't catch a break.

Trying not to laugh Mace moved behind Rotten and grabbed his collar attempting to pull him off. The snarling made even Mace worry. "Just feel lucky he's a leg man." Mace couldn't resist laughter as his struggle was finally about to pay off, Rotten was fighting hard but Mace was winning. Once the dog's paws released Mace drug the dog into the living room and shut the door to give Travis a breather. "Get dressed."

"I would...but my clothes are in the washer."

"Gym clothes!"

"Those are in there too." Trav stood against the door talking.

"All of your clothes? Fuck Trav...you're an idiot." Mace released Rotten back into the great outdoors just to calm his own nerves. As the French door shut Rotten turned his attention on pouncing against the glass windows of Piper's bedroom to see Travis wrapping his waist in the pink towel.

"Can I borrow some of your clothes until mine are dry?"

"Noooooooo!" Mace was grossed out by the thought. Looking up at the ceiling camera he flipped it off, "I hope you caught all that. Never again am I babysitting."

"What?" Trav heard Mace but didn't make out his words.

"Grab a t-shirt from Piper's closet. Keep the towel on."

"Right! I can do that." Travis looked to his right then located Piper's walk in closet. Turning on a light he heard Angel's singing in the distance. "Whoa! Look at all the dresses. She could wear one a day for a year and never wear it twice. Nighties! Bikini's! Soooo awesome!" His dick grew hard thinking of her. Piper's vision ended swiftly when Sable popped into his head. "This would look killer on my girl." He held up a sheer black nightie with a fuzzy frill along the hem. "Oooo! Fishnet stockings, garter belt."

"HURRY THE FUCK UP!" Mace yelled realizing how long Travis was taking.

"I CAN'T DECIDE! THERE'S NOTHING MASCULINE."

"Good grief!" Mace just turned the knob and marched inside finding Travis holding up a black t-shirt with the words TOP HEAVY, or a Red shirt saying HEARTBREAKER with two tiny hearts over what was likely their wearers nipples, pending on the chest size. Shaking his head at the boy Mace searched for something else amongst her rail of assorted tee's. Settling on a grey shirt that said, "Good Guys Finish Last, but Bad Guys finish Three Day's Later." It fit, the mood, not Travis. The tee was cut short, but on him his belly button was exposed above his towel.

"You're picking clothes out for me now?" Travis goofily bats his eyes like a girl.

"Fuck you! I should have let Rotten keep humping you."

"Sorry! I'm just making the best of my situation. Really, thanks man. For everything. Ummm? Don't tell Sable I wore Piper's clothes."

"So gonna tomorrow night." He chuckled, "Let's go watch TV until your clothes get done. Washer's been running awhile so it shouldn't be much longer. Oh, by the way? Knox was checking you out."

"WHAAAAT! Don't fuck with me Mace. I had one video deleted I don't need another to ruin my day."

"Not much we can do if he did. It's probably already live on Disgracebook."

"My life is over." He peers out the window from a hidden angle to see Knox still using his binoculars. "Fucking perv."

"Takes one to spy on one." Mace laughed, "I say when the time is right we get video on him and counter attack his ass."

"Right! Might need help."

"If I'm around I'll back you up. I can't be there every second though so you need to toughen up Buddy."

"My mom wants me to take Taekwondo classes. Her...asshole boyfriend knows that stuff, I guess he hangs at some Dojo here in the city. Wish I had the money to hire him to just beat up Knox worse than Angus did."

"Angus fought Knox?"

"Yeah! Few days back. He, Mellon, and Antoine Boss dropped by to see how I was doing after that hijacking in the gym. Weird though, normally they fuck with me really hard. For some reason they started being nice to me. Maybe it's because Angus likes Dakota and knows she and I are friends. Knox was messing with my mom and Angus wailed on him over it. My mom...doesn't like confrontation much."

"Could be. The way he stepped up in helping you again today was pretty cool. I don't think he likes me much though after Dakota kissed me. It was innocent but still...at least I think it was. Hell I don't know. I don't think she knows what she wants." Mace takes the lead out into the living room, Travis shuffling behind him to see Rotten barking outside the French door glass. It made Trav nervous but still he took a seat on the adjoining loveseat. "Dude? Close your legs."

"Stop looking."

"Hard to miss." Mace throws a couch cushion at him, Trav using it to cover his lap, the towel was hardly keeping him covered up.

"Wish my clothes were dry we should go see Sable's smile. She's next door."

"You gonna tell her what those guys did?"

"I'm sure if that video had any hits she probably already saw it." Trav looked pale, "I feel like such a loser. How can she like me?" It didn't matter the real Sable McKellen was still at school. She and Dakota swapping identities. Dakota had rode home with her father to spend quiet time with him without even he knowing she was not Sable.

"You're alright Trav. Don't let this get you down. We've all been through some kind of shit."

"Have you?"

"Too rich to be bothered." He laughed.

"Nice!"

"When your Dad's a big time horse trainer with lots of stables, and your Mom is the daughter of a Senator people treat you with respect."

"Your Grandpa's a Senator?"

"Lane Cherry of Georgia. Shit!" He grits his teeth, "I probably shouldn't have said that. Aunt Piper's been laying low on letting people know who her Dad is."

"Whoa! That's so cool." Travis hops up and goes to his bag and bends over to grab his cellphone from it. In reaching over his towel fell off and he mooned Mace by accident. Grabbing it in a hurry he quickly put it back on. "My bad!"

"My blindness. Keep that thing on!"

"Trying!" He shuffles back to the loveseat and covers back up. Looking at his cell while Mace watched more Fresh Prince, Trav searched Disgracebook to see if Knox had uploaded any video. To his surprise nothing was out there...yet. From there he texted Sable who was still in school having replaced Dakota. None aware of their identical switch. He worried Dakota might have told her already about being pissed on, but again, he like others had no idea she had switched places with her sister and knew everything already. It was the real Dakota that had no idea.

Hearing the washer shut off Mace jumped up then paused, "Uhh? You wanna put your stuff in the dryer? Not touching your underwear clean or not."

"Got it!" He jumped up quickly, his towel falling once again, Mace forced to look away from his dangling pecker. "Fuck! I don't know how to tie a towel. I never use one like this. I just air dry."

"TMI! DUDE! Just go do it." Holding a hand over his eyes Trav just walked through in only Piper's short t-shirt, towel over his shoulder. After Trav vanished into the laundry room Mace palmed his face out of disgust. "Why me?" Ask the Wiseman on the mountain top Mace Belmont. He would be making the same face.

Stuff in the dryer Trav popped in a dryer sheet and chuckled, "Snuggles! My Man!" Sooo gay, for someone not, it was only the fact that he was raised by his Mother, no Father around anymore. Turning the dryer on Travis did his best to wrap and tie the towel better before returning to the living room. "Did I tell you what Angus did to Dakota at school?"

"Nope! What did he do?"

"Don't tell her Mom I don't wanna get her in trouble."

"As if her Mom's a saint."

"I know right! I'm not even sure we should tell Sable. She might freak out."

"Tell me."

"You know those butt zipper jeans Dakota wore to school? Angus unzipped her and..." He grits his teeth with dramatic pause, "...licked her asshole. Gross but...I think Dakota liked it."

"WHAT?" Mace sat up straight from his slouch, "You're making that up."

"Nope! It happened. I was shocked too." Trav fidgets a moment, "I wonder if Sable would let me try that?"

"You're ate up."

"I know! But, come on dude she's my girl."

"Do what you want, but...in school? Really?"

"Even better Robin Banks kissed Dakota. Lots of people saw it. I even heard Dakota showed her ass off to Mister Dundee."

"The guy Aunt Piper's going out with tomorrow?"

"Yep! Dakota's getting bad Bro."

"Wish she would show me that ass." Mace chuckled processing it all. What he didn't divulge was that he snuck into the McKellen home and watched Dakota masturbate for a few minutes without her knowing. That would look stalker.

"I've seen it. Sable's too. Both naked actually."

"Through your telescope?"

"In person, but the scope too. Before you got to Nashville they went skinny dipping in your Aunt's pool. Long story."

"Wow! We should do that tomorrow the four of us." He joked.

"I'm game. Already got my towel." He fanned it open for a unplanned peek.

"I swear if you do that again I'm gonna put my foot up your ass."

"Sorry!"

"I've seen the girls pussies." Mace chose to brag.

"Awesome!"

"Yeah, at Cumberland Park. Don't be mad but I coaxed Sable into showing me hers. I'm surprised she did it."

"Not me! Sable's shy but she's got her moments. I had her pussy on my face."

"You ate her out?"

"Not technically, but I talked while she was sitting on my face."

"You're an idiot."

"That day Knox took our clothes and she and I tried to climb up on my balcony. I lifted her up and...it was an accident. I've seen it a couple times since. I think that's when we decided we were soulmates."

"Dude! Don't rush it."

"We should play Truth or Dare tomorrow night."

"Naked Twister. Aunt Piper has a Twister game in the upstairs closet."

"You think the girls would do that?"

"If Dakota's had her ass licked, and Sable's sat on your face...I'd say we gotta chance."

"Sooo cool! I'm glad you stayed in Nashville Mace."

"Me too. Not sure I can forever, but at least until my Mom grabs me by my ear and makes me go back to Atlanta. I'm getting laid all the time, I like it here."

"You're getting laid?"

"For a perv you're sure missing a lot."

"Who?"

"Half the cheerleaders. Tina, Lily, Octavia, and Deanna so far. Pretty sure I can tap the others. Hell I fucked the Cable Lady this morning. Got a BJ by the girl at the T-shirt shop Aunt Piper got her uniforms made at. I even showed my dick to two strippers before that. I saw their tits in return."

"What about Mrs. McKellen?"

"What about her?"

"You fuck her?"

"Nooo!" Mace winced then shook his head, "I want to though. I caught her and her husband fucking in their front yard once at like two in the morning." He withheld the fact he jerked off in front of Josie on Piper's front doorstep. Some secrets needed to be kept close to the vest. He knew someday soon that he would nail Josie. He had a plan hatching as they rambled.