Finding My Soulmate

One of the most important days of our lives has arrived: the wedding day. Bobby Ray seems happy but not at all nervous while I am a huge bundle of nerves. As we prepare to take this big step, I wonder if we have not rushed into this too quickly. On the one hand, I’m very happy to be getting married to Bobby but somewhere in the recesses of my mind is the worry that it won’t last. Does this mean that I don’t have faith or is it just normal jitters that many, if not most grooms have? I have no desire to back out but still…….

Suddenly the door burst open and Bobby’s presence filled the room. “Chris, you look so sexy in that tux. WOW!” I looked at Bobby in his perfectly-fitting tuxedo was again reminded of what a gorgeous-looking man I was about to be married to. Bobby started to take me in his arms but I put out a hand to stop him. “Let’s not ruffle up our tuxes. We don’t have time to fix things.

A knock, knock, knock on the door and my dad asked, “Are you guys ready for this big event?” Then, Bobby’s dad, said, “Guys, it’s time. Let’s go.”

After I opened the door, I smiled at my dad. “Holy fuck!” he said. I had to broaden the smile because I had never before heard my father curse.

Bobby’s dad followed with, “I’ll second that. You’ll have to beat off those other marines with a stick.”

Bobby said,” Dad I hope I don’t have to use a stick:” The four of us broke out into laughter.

We walked out into the entrance area of the chapel. Our moms were there to join the procession. We had decided that since this was not what most people would still call a “normal” wedding, we were two guys after all, and the march down the aisle would also not be the usual. Our parents would accompany each of us in our walk to the preacher man. My parents on either side of me and Bobby Ray’s mom and dad on his sides.

The wedding march played and the six of us walked. The base chapel was fairly full with our friends and the military guys from Bobby’s work.

We decided that the marriage vows spoken by straight couples were pretty silly in our judgement. You know, the love, honor and obey bullshit, so we had come up with things from the heart.

When we were standing alone in front of the base chaplain, he nodded and Bobby spoke. “Chris, it is an understatement to say that you are the most important person to ever come into my life. I love you with all of my heart, more than life itself. I will always be here for you and only you, through good times and bad. Chris, please honor me by joining me in this ceremony witnessed by the Creator, our families and our friends. I will do everything I can to make this a life-long happy time for us as today we witness the start our family. I love you with all of my heart, Chris.”

I panicked slightly as I tried to speak. While Bobby spoke, I had looked into his beautiful, wet eyes and saw the look of intense love and happiness. Now I was so choked up I had trouble getting the words out. I cleared my throat, swallowed and forced the words out past the emotions I was feeling. “Bobby, we have known each other for such a short time, some would question our decision to join so soon into matrimony. But only you and I can know how much we truly love each other. Getting married today starts preparing us sooner for starting our own family and having our own children. I will be here for you every day, in every way when you need someone to help you through life’s sometimes troubling times. I have never loved anyone as much as I love you. You are my life and my soulmate. I’m grateful for having found you. Bobby Ray, a man like you could have chosen any man or woman to share his life with. I am honored and lucky that you chose me. My love for you knows no bounds. Bobby, join me in giving thanks to the Creator, our families and friends for choosing to share this day with us. We thank you all.”

Chaplain Williams smiled and spoke. “It is my pleasure today to join you two men in Holy Matrimony. Bobby Ray Michaels, do you take Chris Robert Edwards to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

“I do.”

“Chris Robert Edwards, do you take Bobby Ray Michaels to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

“I do.”

Bobby placed the ring on my finger. “With this ring, I thee wed.”

I placed Bobby’s ring on his finger. “I place this ring on your finger to signify my claim to you as my spouse and soulmate.”

“I now pronounce you husband and husband,” spoke Colonel Williams, the base chaplain.

Bobby grabbed me, put his arms around me, pulled me tightly against him and kissed me, long, wet and deep. Luckily my tux pants were black or I might have embarrassed myself with that kiss.

The sound of whoops, cheers and applause filled the chapel. We turned to face those in front of us and gave them great big smiles. Bobby and I walked toward the back of the chapel to escape through the exit doors.

Outside we waited for the pouring out of the large crowd. Bobby yelled, “Let’s go party and properly celebrate this happy day.”

Bobby and I climbed into the rear seat of the black Mercedes to drive us to the base party facilities. Our guests boarded the buses that had brought them to the wedding ceremony and would return them home to avoid drinking and driving.

The crowd eventually gathered in the party room Bobby had reserved for our private wedding party. The NCO Club had catered the celebration and the buffet looked fantastic. Bobby and I held hands as we walked around greeting our guests and thanking them individually for being here today.

The entire day had been relatively informal. I don’t think many of the jarheads and other military guys would have enjoyed the typical formal, hetero wedding ceremony and the buffet was a more suitable party feast than a sit-down dinner. Things were going well.

We had decided to dispense with the “first dance” formality and just let everyone dance, eat and have fun.

Bobby and I stood to the side and just watched the happiness on display. We smiled at each other sending silent messages of our own happiness.

The festivities went on into the early evening hours. The buffet was empty and the booze flowed freely. There would be no driving tonight for our guests. The buses would take them to their doorsteps. Bobby and I stayed sober and played the role of good hosts. Many guests came up to us and congratulated us and thanked us for letting them share our special day.

Captain Chuck Beres, Bobby’s immediate commanding officer came over to me while Bobby was in the men’s room and extended his congratulations. “Chris, I just want you to know how happy I am for you guys. Since you came into Bobby’s life, he is a changed man. He is happier than I have ever seen him. Whatever you guys are doing, keep on doing it because it works for you.”

“Chuck, you are the one who actually brought us together with your suggestion to you friends, including Bobby, that ever man should have a gay boyfriend on the side, for no strings attached sex when the wife or girlfriend is not in the mood or can’t for other reasons. I know a lot of people would object to that way of dealing with male horniness but I think it can help keep a marriage together. But, what the fuck do I know.”

“Yeah, that whole thing is pretty wild but I’m glad that Bobby took the advice because he could not have found a better soulmate, and I mean that with all seriousness. I am sober, only had one beer. So please accept what I said as genuine and from my heart.”

“Hey, what the fuck are you guys plotting behind my back,” yelled Bobby as he returned from the men’s room.

“I was just telling Chris that he would have to keep you on a tight and short leash to keep you out of trouble,” said the captain.

Bobby laughed and responded, “Chris can do whatever he wants with me. I am his and agreeable to anything and everything.” Chuck slapped Bobby on the arm and then me. “I’m really happy for you two soulmates. Be good to each other.

About 8:00 PM, the music was turned off and the lights became very bright. Bobby turned to me and said, “Let’s go say goodbye. Our booking has ended and the cleaning team has to put the facility back into shape.” Bobby grabbed my hand and pulled me after him.

Standing on the low-rising stage at the end of the room, Bobby said, “Hi everyone. Sorry but we have to end the fantastic celebration because our booking hours are done. We want to thank everyone for taking time to join us on our special day. I hope you all had a good time and will remember this day in years to come. Please use the buses that brought you here so you don’t have to get behind the wheel of your car. Have a safe trip home. Good night, everyone.” We waved to the crowd as we stepped off the stage.

Our car was waiting for us, so we quickly got into the back seat for our ride home. We had a good time, but watching our guests party for such a long while and remaining alcohol free, made the day a bit tiring.

As we stood in front of the door to the apartment, Bobby turned to me and with a huge smile on his face said, “Chris, we are about to enter our home for the first night of our life as husbands. It is a very special time.”

We stepped inside and the place seemed different. It was the same place we had left from earlier to go and get married, but now we were a married couple. Bobby closed the door and we stood close, smiling at each other. Bobby opened his mouth to say something but before he could speak, his phone rang.

“Hello.” He turned on the phone speaker so I could hear the conversation. Bobby’s dad spoke, “I hope you guys don’t mind that we left early from the wedding party, but the excitement of the day tired us old people out too soon. We left with Chris’ folks to have dinner together. We didn’t invite you guys because it was too early for you to leave the party and you two probably have other plans for the rest of your evening.”

“No problem dad. Glad you guys are getting together to get to know each other a bit better. Have a good evening, to all of you. We’ll be in touch later. And, to you and mom and Chris’ parents, thank you all for everything. For accepting us and our decision to get married, for financial assistance with the party and for joining us today. It’s all very important to us. Thank you and we love you all.”

Bobby turned to me, opened my bow tie and took it off. He slowly removed my jacket, then told me to sit on the couch, so he could take off my shoes. He pulled the tuxedo pants over and off my legs, removed my socks. “Stand up.”

I stood, arms to the side while Bobby removed my undershirt, lifting my arms over my head. Next, he pulled down my boxers, knelt and lifted them over my feet. I stood there as naked as the day I was born. I reached for Bobby’s tie and repeated the unveiling process of his gorgeous, masculine body.

“Bobby, I need to go freshen up a bit, I’ll be back soon.” I went into the bathroom to prepare myself for whatever the evening would bring. A quick shower to wash away the celebration sweat, make my love canal clean and a brushing of teeth.

After I returned to the living room, Bobby hugged me, kissed my neck and chest and then scooped me up in his arms and walked to the bedroom. He gently placed me on the bed and climbed on. He hovered over me on hands and knees. He leaned down and kissed me gently with feelings of love. After he broke the kiss, he looked me in the eyes and said, “Tonight, it’s all about love. I will make love to you like never before to show you how much I cherish you. We can have wild and kinky sex anytime, but today is a special day with a special meaning. I will show you how special you are.

“I love you Bobby, so fucking much it hurts.”

Bobby took the bottle of lube from the bedside table. As he lubed his cock and my ass, he said, “I know how much it hurts, Chris. I can never get enough of you, being with you, taking you with my cock. It’s never enough. After I come during sex, I don’t want to stop. I want it to never end.”

“Bobby, I understand because I share those feelings. After all, we are soulmates.”

“I like the sound of that. Soulmates.”

Bobby put his cockhead at the entrance to the place of pleasure. He leaned down to kiss me and pushed his cock slowly, but with determination and I felt the stretch, the sting, the hunger for this man. He pushed until his lower belly pressed hard against my ass cheeks. Bobby’s eight inches were always fantastic but the thickness of his cock gave me a special feeling. I felt so full inside and his thickness put a never-ending pressure on my P-spot and gave my lower body a constant tingle as though my orgasm would happen at any minute. The pleasure was incredible and Bobby is the only man who has ever made me feel like this. It was as addictive as any drug.

The movement inside me started. Slow strokes in and out. Hard cock pressing hard as it moved back and forth over my P-spot. Bobby kissed me with passion as he slowly fucked me. I wrapped my legs around his body and held onto him. He fucked like this for what must have been close to half-an-hour when he pulled back with just the head of his cock inside me, squeezed more lube onto his shaft and continued the slow in and out fucking motions. Bobby’s cock seemed harder and thicker than ever before and it felt so fucking good taking me to places beyond the bedroom. Bobby started breathing louder and more jaggedly but the pace remained the same. Suddenly I felt his big cock throb inside me as it began filling me with his sperm. The moving in and out of me never stopped, His orgasm ended but he never paused the fucking motion. He just kept going. I was getting more and more turned on and without warning, my whole body started vibrating and shaking. I screamed as I came. The orgasm hit hard and I shot rope after rope of cum onto my face, chest and belly. Bobby had kept fucking through his orgasm and mine. I grabbed his biceps as if to say, ‘OK, enough’ but he kept fucking. I squirmed a little and Bobby whispered, “Ride it out. Push past it and come again, babe.”

Where has he gotten this endurance? He was like a machine, a loving, tender machine, but he had stamina I had never experienced with him. The feeling inside me cooled off a little and then built back up again. More lube on his cock and the marathon fuck continued. We both began moaning and grasping each other. The kisses got more intense and suddenly, we both started to orgasm together. It was like an explosion with sky rockets firing into the sky. Sex could never get better than this.

“Bobby, I need to take a break, my cunt is getting too tender.”

Bobby pulled out, leaned forward and put extra pillars behind my head and straddled my chest, I opened my mouth and Bobby’s thick fuck tool pushed past my lips and into my throat. I gagged a little but it did not deter my man and I didn’t want it to. I wanted to taste him and myself together. He fucked my throat with the same slow, deliberate strokes as before. It took him only five minutes or so, before he grabbed my head with both hand and came again. I sucked him clean and he rolled off onto his back. He looked at the ceiling as he said, “Give me a few minutes to recharge.”

To be continued……..