Teddy
CJ has just been full of surprises lately. First, he wanted to bottom. I had always told him that I was happy with the way things were, but to be honest, I loved being able to switch things up. The fact that he ‘practiced’ getting ready for it made me love him all the more. Being able to bring his cum covered face fantasy to life was just icing on the cake, or should I say, icing on the face. I asked him if he had more fantasies, he grinned as he told me about them, the next few months are going to be fun.
I had never really considered buying a house, but the more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea. We were going to be 30 years old in a couple of years, and it seemed like a good age to become homeowners. We sat down and looked at our finances, we both had been able to save up a nice little nest egg. Our landlord had not raised our rent too much over the almost ten years we had lived in our house. I think he was happy that he had a property that had a tenant stay for over a year. Other than CJ’s bedroom set and our living room furniture we really hadn’t made any big purchases. We each bought a car a year after we graduated, so we figured we wouldn’t need to replace them for a while.
We spent the next month driving around the city trying to decide what neighborhood we liked best. We narrowed it down to a couple of areas, we found a real estate agent and started to check out a few houses. The first few we looked at all needed a lot of work, while we could do basic home repairs, we didn’t want to take on a full remodel. Pat, our agent, also told us that we should go to the bank to get preapproved for a mortgage. We filled out a lot of paperwork and the bank was concerned about loaning money to two “single” guys. We were honest and told them we didn’t consider ourselves single. The banker said he understood, but it would be really messy if our relationship ended. He recommended that we apply in only one of our names. We didn’t really like that idea. Laws didn’t recognize us like a married couple and most banks tried to stay away from loans to gay couples because there was no clear owner if the relationship ended. The courts would decide who got the house in a straight divorce. He still let us apply for the loan, but we weren’t overly optimistic about our chances.
We decided to go to see a lawyer, to see if he would have any advice. We were lucky and found a good lawyer. After we explained our situation, he told us that he could draft a document that would lay out what would happen if we ended our relationship. Since we were both contributing equally to the down payment and monthly payments, it made it straightforward. In the event we split up, the house would be sold, and we would split any money left over after the house was paid off. If either of us wanted to keep the house, he would owe the other person half of the down payment and half of all the payments that had been made. Both CJ and I agreed this was fair, but we also agreed that we would never need to use the document. The lawyer typed up the document with all legalese words and we each signed it.
We took the paper to the bank, and it seemed to make them feel a little better about our loan. Our banker would submit it to the loan committee with the rest of our paperwork. We would have to wait to see if we were approved.
Pat continued to show us houses, but because we were still waiting for loan approval, any of the houses that we liked were bought before we could make an offer. She said she would keep showing us houses, but we decided to wait for the bank, so we wouldn’t get our hopes up, only to have the house sold before we could act.
We were finally approved by the bank, and they gave us how much we could spend on our house. We had been looking for over six months and were starting to get a little frustrated. We were getting outbid on houses that we liked, and the others were just junk. After we were outbid on yet another house we went to meet with Pat.
Sha asked, “Have you guys ever thought about a new house?”
I asked, “You mean like having one built from scratch?”
She nodded, “Yes.”
CJ asked, "Can we have a house built with our budget?”
She smiled, “Well, there is a new housing development going in on the east side of town. There are two or three contractors building what we call spec houses out there.”
I asked, “What are spec houses?”
She said, "The contractor is building the house before he has sold it. He is building it, speculating that someone will buy it. He has a base price, and he will allow the buyer to pick out the final finishes, like the wall colors, the flooring and cabinets. If the buyer choses to upgrade the finishes the price changes to reflect the upgrades.”
CJ asked, “So we can’t change the floor plan, but we can decide if we want carpet or hardwood floors?”
Pat nodded, “Exactly.”
I asked, “Are there unsold houses available right now?”
She again nodded and CJ asked, “And they are in our price range?”
She said, “If you don’t do many upgrades.”
She drove us out to the development to show us the houses that were available. The development was targeting families, so the houses were all three bedrooms and two bathrooms. We didn’t need three bedrooms, but we found a floor plan that we loved, and the price was within our range. Pat set up a meeting with the builder at the house and we started to go over what, if any upgrades we wanted. I had done my research and learned the builder had three houses ready to sell and was building two more. He was eager to sell before he built any more houses. CJ sat back as I went to work negotiating our final price. A few days later, we signed a purchase agreement for the base price, and we got the upgrades we wanted at no additional cost. The builder needed to move a house to make his banker happy.
Six months later, we were moving into our new house, and we loved it. The neighborhood was quiet, and we soon made friends with our new neighbors. Over the next couple of years, the development was full, and the sounds of construction were gone. The commute to our jobs was about 10 minutes more, but we didn’t mind that at all.
In 2000, we headed back home for our 15-year reunion, this time, Wendy didn’t even show up. A few of our other classmates were introducing us to their second husband or wife. CJ and I were still completely happy with our life together.
We spent the weekend with my parents, and we had lunch with CJ’s mom and sisters. His dad still refused to talk to him. I knew it bothered CJ, but over the last few years he had come to accept that he may never speak to his dad again. We, of course, made our stop to see grandma and grandpa, they were slowing down even more. Dad and Jeff were mowing their lawn in the summer and dad had convinced them to hire a house cleaning company to come in once a week. We took all of our nieces and nephews to the park for a few hours and had a great time with them.
We crawled into bed after we got home. CJ said, “It was nice to see everybody again, and Bob’s new wife seems nice.”
I smiled, “Yeah, I had a good time too.”
CJ must have sensed something in my voice. He asked, “Ok Teddy bear, what’s going through that mind of yours now?”
I chuckled, “What do you mean?”
He said, “I can tell you are thinking about something, what is it?”
I shrugged, “I don’t know. I guess I was thinking about all our friends talking about their kids and showing us all the pictures. I really had fun playing with all our nieces and nephews in the park…”
CJ leaned up on his elbow and said, “Teddy, do want to have kids?”
I sighed, “I don’t know. Have you ever thought about it?”
He said, “I guess I have, before we got together. I suppose I haven’t considered it since.”
I asked, “Is it something you think you might want to think about now?”
CJ thought for a few minutes, “Yeah, I would love to have kids, do you want to?”
I smiled, “I really do. Listening to all our friends and the time we spent with our nieces and nephews this weekend convinced me that I do.”
CJ gave me a kiss, “I think we should talk about it and start looking into how we can make it happen.”
I wrapped my arms around CJ and my mind started to race thinking about being a dad.
Over the next few weeks, we talked a lot about our options. We researched in vitro but we had no idea how to go about finding a surrogate. We started to look into adoption and even taking in foster kids. We found out that being gay parents would add a little wrinkle to being considered for option. We even talked about getting too attached to foster kids if we got one, knowing that they may go back to their birth parents. School was starting so we kind of put things on the back burner, for now. We kept looking at our options.
A few weeks into the new school year, I walked into the teacher’s lounge on my free period. Carl and Tom, two of my fellow teachers, were talking as I poured a cup of coffee for myself.
Carl said, “Yeah, what some of these kids have to go through is really sad.”
Tom nodded and said, “Hey Teddy, how’s your day going.”
I smiled, “Good thanks, and yours?”
Tom said, “Going good too. Hey do have that new kid, Nick Owens, in any of your classes?”
I took a drink of my coffee, “Yeah, he’s in my Basic Math class. He’s kind of quiet, but he is a good student.”
Carl said, "He is a good kid; he's just had a rough few years."
I asked, “Why what happened.”
Carl said, “He just moved in with the Harpers, his parents and little sister were killed in a car wreck a few years ago. He didn’t have any other family and has been in three foster homes. Peggy told me that she has been trying to get him adopted, but teenagers are hard to place.”
I asked, “Who is Peggy?”
Carl replied, “My wife, she is a social worker. She helps find foster homes for kids and if the kid’s parents have no chance to get them back, she tries to find them a permanent home.”
Tom said, “The Harpers are good people, maybe they will want to keep him.”
My mind went into overdrive as Carl and Tom continued to talk about Nick. I had my Basic Math class the next period, so I paid extra attention to Nick. He did seem like a good kid, and I couldn’t wait to get home to talk to CJ about him. I caught Carl after school, and he gave me Peggy’s work number. CJ was just as excited about the idea as I was. I called Peggy the next day and set up an appointment with her for the following week. I had to control myself so I wouldn’t tell Nick what was going on. We still had to be approved to be foster parents, and I still didn’t know what we had to do adapt.
The first meeting went well; Peggy told us that single and same sex parents were being considered a little more often now. There were too many kids to place and not enough traditional families to place them with. She gladly helped us fill out all the paperwork and began the process of doing a background check on CJ and me. We got letters of recommendation from several of our fellow teachers and our principals. It took over eight months, but Peggy finally called us and told us that we could be foster parents and even be considered for adoption. CJ and I were thrilled, I immediately asked about Nick.
Peggy smiled, “The Harpers are in the process of finalizing adopting him. He really likes living with them and we probably wouldn’t have pulled him out anyway. We try to give our kids as much of a stable life as we can.”
Disappointed, I nodded, “That makes sense. I’m happy for him, he’s a great kid.”
She smiled, “Don’t worry, unfortunately there are a lot more kids out there, we’ll find a good fit for you guys.”
We went home and waited for the phone to ring. Peggy had warned us that she may call at any time of the day or night. If there had to be an emergency extrication, we needed to be prepared.
We were starting to lose hope, when a couple of months later, we got a call late on a Friday night.
I answered the phone to hear Peggy on the other end of the line. She said, “Teddy, I have two brothers, that I would like to bring over to your house to meet you and CJ. Would you be available to meet them tomorrow morning?”
I waved at CJ to come next to me and put the phone between our ears, so we could both hear. I said, “Yes, of course.”
She said, “Are you ok with two kids, we really don’t want to separate the brothers.”
CJ jumped in, “Oh God yes, we wouldn’t want to break them up either.”
Peggy chuckled, “Hi CJ, I didn’t know you were on the line too.”
I said, “Sorry, I wanted him to hear this too.”
She said, “That’s ok. I do have to ask if you are ok with the boys being mix-raced.”
CJ looked at me and I nodded my head, he said, “Yeah, that won’t be a problem… are they…”
Peggy said, “Their mom is African American, and their dad was Hispanic.”
I asked, “Was?”
She said, “I wondered if you would catch that. The boys’ dad was killed…by their mom.”
I gasped, “Oh God, were the boys…”
She said, “No, thankfully they were not home when it happened. Now, I don’t want to get your hopes up, but with their dad being dead, and their mom probably going to prison. There is a chance that the boys might be available for adoption.”
CJ said, “We would love to meet them, what time are you coming over?”
CJ and I could barely sleep, we were so excited to meet the boys. Their story was so sad, we just wanted to give them a stable home.
The next morning, CJ and I were waiting for Peggy to show up. CJ asked, “Did Peggy say how old the boys were?”
I thought back to the phone call and said, “If she did, I don’t remember. Are you ok if they are teens?”
He shrugged, “Yeah, I think so. I just want to help them.”
I smiled, “Me too.”
We heard the doorbell ring and we both took a deep breath. I took CJ’s hand as we opened the door.
CJ
We opened the door to see two little boys standing next to Peggy. Their big brown eyes staring up at Teddy and I were filled with fear. They each had a toy truck under one arm, and they were holding each other’s hand with the other. It was the sweetest and the saddest thing that I have ever seen.
Peggy smiled and said, “Teddy, CJ, this is Evan and this is Roman.” She put her hand on each boy’s head as she said their name. She continued, “Evan is 5, and Roman is 3.”
She bent down next to the boys and pointed at us and said, “Boys, this is Teddy, and he is CJ.”
The boys moved closer to each other as their big eyes just stared at us.
We bent down and smiled. Teddy said, “Hi guys, would you like to come in?”
They both turned to look at Peggy, she smiled and nodded. We walked into the living room, and they sat on the couch, never letting go of each other’s hands.
Teddy sat on the floor next to them and said, “Those are some pretty cool trucks.”
Roman looked at Evan and back to Teddy and said, “Mine is blue, and it dumps.”
Teddy smiled, “Wow, that is awesome, should we play with them on the floor.”
I fought back a tear as I saw two of the sweetest smiles. They were still holding hands as they joined Teddy on the floor and Roman showed him how his truck dumped.
I was standing back watching with Peggy, I said, “They are beautiful boys.”
She nodded, “Yes, they are. Just take things slow with them. All they have ever seen is their parents fighting. I think they are all each other have.”
I asked, “Do they have any other family, I mean like grandparents or aunts and uncles?”
Peggy shook her head, “No, the grandparents are all deceased, and the only aunt they have is an addict, and I would never place the boys with her. I don’t think she would want them anyway. I’m surprised I haven’t had to take her kids away. Their dad’s family is still in Central America, I don’t think they even know Evan and Roman exist.”
I shook my head, “So, do you think there is a real chance that we can adopt them?”
She smiled, “Like I said on the phone, don’t get your hopes up. But if the mom goes to prison, I think she will give up her parental rights. If you are a good fit, I will recommend you for adoption.”
I joined Teddy with boys on the floor. They finally relaxed and let go of each other’s hands. Peggy brought in their bags. We made them some lunch and after she ate with us, Peggy decided she could leave. She would come back the next day to check on us. Evan and Roman were relaxing, and we had them laughing and playing with us. Teddy and I decided they needed some clothes, they only had a couple of outfits, and they weren’t in very good shape. We went downtown and bought them a few more outfits and some new pajamas. We then headed to the toy department; new dads have to spoil their kids a little bit, right? They had resumed holding hands the entire time we were in the store. We stopped at the park on the way home and played on the swings and the slides. It felt so good to see them laugh and smile. We topped off the afternoon with some ice cream. I wasn’t sure if they had ever had ice cream before.
After dinner, we played with their new toys for a while and gave them a bath. Before we met them, we planned to give them each their own room, but it was clear that Roman didn’t want to leave Evan and Evan was being very protective of Roman. We knew they wanted to share a room, at least for a little while. We tucked them into bed and read them a story. The first night was a little rough, Roman kept waking up, not sure where he was. Peggy had warned us about that. As long as Evan was there, we could get him back to sleep. By the end of the first week, both boys were sleeping all night. Peggy was making daily visits, and the boys were starting to feel at home. We were just glad that it was summer, and Teddy and I were able to be home with them as they got used to being here.
A few weeks later, Peggy’s visits were decreasing, and she told us the boys’ mom had plead guilty to killing their dad and was sentenced to prison. She also signed over her parental rights at the advice of her lawyer. We were free to start the adoption process. We were going to have to endure a lot more home visits and paperwork, but seeing those boys happy was going to be worth it.
My heart melted when Evan came running up to me and said, “Papa CJ, can we go to the park today, daddy T said we could if it’s alright with you.”
I said, “Yes, we can go to the park.”
I looked at Teddy as tears ran down my cheek, he smiled as his tears started to fall too. Roman ran to me and said, “Why you sad, papa CJ?”
I wrapped him in a hug and said, “I’m not sad, I’m very happy, buddy.”
As the boys were playing in the park, I asked Teddy, “Did tell them to call me papa CJ?”
He smiled, “Evan asked me what they should call you, I guess that was the first thing to come to mind. Roman actually came up with Daddy T for me.”
I gave him a kiss, “I love it, and I love you.”
Our next little hurdle to overcome came a few weeks later when school started. Evan was starting kindergarten and Roman was going to preschool. We were nervous about separating the boys. We dropped Roman off first, Evan held his hand as we walked him into the classroom. Roman started to cry and Evan hugged him and told him he was just down the hall, and he would see him after school. We were glad that our school had added the preschool class the previous year and that it was in the same building as the elementary school. When we picked them up after school, Roman would always give Evan a hug and we were soon into our routine and the boys liked school.
Once we were settled into the school year, we decided to take the boys to meet the rest of the family. We had waited until we knew the boys were going to be staying with us and had gotten used to their new home. Teddy’s mom was so excited and, of course, had to make a big meal for the entire family and invited my mom and sisters. The boys were shy for a while but soon joined the rest of the kids and were playing with their new cousins. Grandma Gladys and Grandpa Lloyd loved the boys too. Teddy was so happy that they got to see his sons, they were really getting frail.
As we were eating, grandpa let loose with the famous Baker laugh. Evan giggled, “You laugh just like daddy T.”
Of course, Lloyd, Bill and Teddy laughed as the boys giggled again. Teddy said, “No Evan, I laugh just like Grandpa Lloyd and Grandpa Bill.”
My family loved the boys too, at least the family that was still talking to me. I decided it was dad’s loss if he didn’t want to know his grandkids.
Over the next couple of years, Evan and Roman grew like weeds. When we finalized the adoption, we decided to let them keep their last name. We wanted them to have the same name and since Teddy and I were still using our own names, we thought that was the best solution.
When we introduced the boys to Lance and Tony, they decided they wanted to be dads too. They ended up going the in vitro route and found a surrogate. They ended up with twin girls and it was so cute watching a big burly football coach and a rough, tough wrestling coach being wrapped around those two little girls’ fingers. They made the perfect girl dads. Our boys loved the girls, and since their dads were Uncle Tony and Uncle Lance, they considered them cousins. We teased Tony for being better at fixing the girls’ hair since he was bald and had little experience. It was clear that Tony and Lance treasured those girls, and in the girls eyes, Tony and Lance could do no wrong.
We went back home for our 20-year reunion, proudly showing off pictures of Evan and Roman. The next trip home was not a happy one. We laid grandpa to rest and two years later grandma was laid next to him. It was hard for Teddy, but he was grateful for the time he had with them. Grandma made it to 90, and grandpa was 88, so they had a long happy life.
The boys kept us busy over the next ten years with all their school activities. When Evan was 8, he wanted to take piano lessons, so we got him a keyboard for Christmas. The next year he wanted a guitar and then he joined the school band and played the saxophone. We didn’t mind because he continued to play all three and was actually very good. We were just glad he never wanted to play the drums. Teddy asked me if I was disappointed that Evan didn’t want to play sports. I honestly wasn’t, I was glad to sit through every awful school concert, because when it was Evan’s turn to perform, he always nailed it and was much better than all the other kids. He was also a damn good singer. That’s not just a proud dad taking, he would later get a music scholarship to attend college.
Roman was our little jock, and like me, played every sport he could. Teddy and I would never a miss a game or concert and our boys were soon handsome, well behaved young men.
Teddy and I got our invitations to our 30-year high school reunion in 2015. The month before we were going home for the reunion, Tony and Lance came to our house for dinner.
Lance said, “So, we have something to ask you guys.”
I nodded, “What’s that?”
Tony said, “We want you to be our best men.”
Teddy laughed, “For what?”
Lance said, “Our wedding. They just legalized same sex marriage; we’re getting married.”
We of course agreed. The next month we were driving home from the reunion and decided that we wanted to get married too.
The week before school was going to start, we had a simple ceremony in our backyard. Tony and Lance understood when we told them that we wanted Evan and Roman to be our best men. Evan was now in college studying to be a music teacher and Roman was a senior in high school. He was planning on being a coach, like me.
Roman teased us, “You know, they teach us in school that you should be married before you have kids, did they not teach that back in the olden days?”
Somehow, I think he got Grandpa Llyod’s sense of humor.
All of our family showed up for the wedding, well everyone except my dad. Again, it’s his loss, I was done caring about getting his approval a long time ago.
Teddy and I walked out of our bedroom after we finished getting dressed. Our moms were waiting for us, and they pinned our boutonnieres on the lapels of our suits. Roman and Evan walked in from outside; they had been seating our guests. Evan whistled, “Looking good daddy T. And papa CJ, you don’t look half bad yourself.”
We smiled at our boys, all grown up. They were both holding hands with their girlfriends, my mind flashed back to the day we met them. They had come a long way from being so scared and holding each other’s hands.
Roman said, “Everybody is here, are you sure you’re ready to do this? I mean you two have only known each other, what, a hundred years.”
We all laughed after Teddy gave us his laugh.
Teddy said, “I think we’re ready.”
The boys held out their arms and escorted their girlfriends to their seats. They walked back in and did the same for their grandmas. They each took their place beside the man that was going to marry us. Teddy and I held hands as we walked down the aisle and stood between our boys. Fifteen minutes later we each had a ring on our finger and gave each other a big kiss. Evan and Roman each gave us a hug and went to bring the coolers full of beer out of the garage and got the party started.
Teddy and I walked hand-in-hand back down the aisle and started to talk with all our guests. Tony, Lance and their girls were first. Meg and Brad and their kids were next. All our brothers and sisters and their kids hugged us. Some of our fellow teachers were there to wish us well. Teddy had been holding it together pretty well, until he saw the next couple walk toward us.
The tears started to flow when Brian wrapped him in a hug. Teddy said, “I can’t believe you are here.”
Brian said, “Your boys called me and said it would be ok if I came.”
Teddy said, “Of course it’s ok, wow look at you, you cut off all your hair.”
Brian laughed, “Yeah about 15 years ago.” He looked at the man next to him and said, “Oh, I’m sorry, Teddy, CJ, I want you to meet Jake. Jake this is Teddy and CJ.”
We exchanged handshakes, Jake was a nice-looking man and he and Brian looked good together. They told us they were getting married too and invited us to their wedding. We will be booking our flights to San Diego next week.
Once we had mingled with our guests for a bit, we saw Evan bringing out his keyboard and Roman helping him get it set up. Teddy and I wondered what those two were up to. Evan sat behind the keyboard and Roman was plucking on Roman’s guitar.
Evan said, “If I can have everyone’s attention, Roman and I have been working on a little surprise for Daddy T and Papa CJ.”
Teddy grabbed my hand as we smiled at our boys. Roman strummed the guitar and Evan started to tickle the keys. In perfect harmony they started to sing a very sweet song that was obviously written just for us. I knew Evan could sing, but Roman surprised us at how great he sounded. By the time they had finished, Teddy and I were bawling like babies, as were a lot of our guests. We gave them both a hug and after everyone complimented them, Evan told us he wrote the song and taught Roman to play a couple of simple chords on the guitar. They had sufficiently surprised us, and we couldn’t have been prouder. A few hours later, our guests started to leave and were soon down to just our immediate family. They were all staying at a hotel and we were going to meet for brunch the next day before they drove home. After another round of hugs, Evan and Roman and their girlfriends were the only ones left. Evan had moved in with his girlfriend a few months ago, he was so nervous when he told us about their plan. We both laughed and told him when we were his age, we were also living with two girls, and we weren’t upset with him.
We thanked them for their beautiful song. Evan was leaving with his girlfriend, and Roman was going out with some of his friends to let us have a little alone time.
Roman snickered, “I’ll be home at midnight, so please have things wrapped up by then.” He looked at his watch and laughed, “Oh, it’s only 10, I’m sure two old guys like you will be done and sleeping by 10:30.”
I said, “Get the hell out of here, or you’re going to have to listen to us. And just so you know, we can still go all night.”
He smiled, “Have fun. Love ya Daddy T, love ya Papa CJ.”
Teddy smiled, “We love you too.”
Teddy ran around the house to turn out all the lights and pulled me to our bedroom.
He wrapped his arms around me and gave me a kiss, he said, “I have been waiting for this all day long.”
I smiled, “Me too.”
We quickly pulled off our suits and Teddy was laying on top of me, our lips locked together and our hard cocks rubbing against each other. Even though it had been over twenty years since the first time we did this, I still loved exploring Teddy’s body. He was still hot as hell. I reached down and grabbed those furry cheeks; they are still as firm as ever.
Teddy broke our kiss and smiled at me and said, “I love you.”
I smiled back and said, “I love you too, Teddy bear.”
We both rolled onto our sides and Teddy flipped around. We were now feasting on each other’s manhoods. Teddy was able to get me all the way down his throat. With twenty years of practice, I was very close to doing the same with his. We alternated between sucking each other’s cock and licking each other’s nuts. We both scooped up some the of the slobber that was running down our poles and began to probe each other’s holes. Moans and groans filled the room. Teddy pulled his finger from my ass, his dick from my mouth and rolled me onto my stomach. He grinned at me as I looked at him over my shoulder. He lifted my hips and put a pillow under me. I sighed as he gave each one of my cheeks and a gentle kiss. He spread my cheeks, and I was rewarded with a wet, warm tongue lapping at my pink pucker. Teddy used his talented tongue until I couldn’t take it any longer. I felt him climb on top of me and kiss me on the back of my neck, I also felt his python knocking at my back door. I reached back and spread my cheeks to allow him in. Teddy licked my ear as he sank in until his nuts were tight against my ass.
I panted, “Oh God Teddy bear, I love the way you fill me.”
His breath on my ear got even hotter as he began to pump in and out. I wanted his cock buried in my ass forever.
Teddy whispered in my ear, “I’m getting close, but I want you inside me first.”
I smiled, “How could I refuse an offer like that.”
Teddy rolled onto his back and pulled his legs into the air. God, he looked so hot in that position. Teddy groaned as my tongue swiped across that hairy little hole. I rimmed him for all I was worth and pushed inside his tunnel, damn, he tasted so good. Once I had his hole lubed up, I gave my cock what it had been craving and pushed in. Teddy and I made out as I started to pound him. Our moans were now perfectly synced up. Teddy’s legs were wrapped around my waist and his arms were around my back. A few hours ago, we were symbolically joined as one, and we were now physically joined.
I panted, “I’m getting close.”
Teddy grinned, “Me too.”
I smirked, “You know where I want it.”
He gave me another kiss and we quickly moved back into a sixty-nine position. We fondled each other’s nuts and fingered each other’s hole as he we sucked as hard as we could. I felt my nuts begin to tingle and my breath quicken. I couldn’t hold it back any longer and let my seed fly. Teddy did the same thing. As soon as our spasms stopped, we moved to share a kiss. We used our tongues to blend our juices, creating the sweetest cum cocktail I have ever tasted. We kept our lips locked together until we swallowed every drop.
I laid my head on Teddy’s chest as he wrapped his arm around me. I said, “I love you so much.”
He kissed the top of my head, “I love you too, and today makes my life complete.”
I smiled as I ran my hand through his chest hair and said, “Yes it does, it all seems so right. I know we have been living as a married couple for a long time, but this feels different.”
We held each other for a few more minutes and I grabbed my watch from the nightstand to check the time.
Teddy chuckled, “11:30, I’ll make sure to tell Roman we lasted longer than he thought we would.”
I smiled as I turned the watch over, Teddy and I both ran our fingers over the inscription. We both sighed as we read, “Teddy and CJ, Best Friends Forever”.
The End.
These are our two favorite pictures, the first is us on our last day of high school and second is us on our wedding day. Thank you for following our 30-year journey, we hope you have loved it as much as we have.
-Teddy and CJ - Best Friends Forever.
