There will be a bit of romance, business, and fun in this chapter. The real good stuff is at the end. If you wish to skip the mushy stuff go there. Otherwise enjoy the ride.
Tyler and I were now engaged. We had told both of our parents and the small ceremony was only a week away. It would be small just his family and mine. My Aunt had insisted that it be in the small building at the farm that used to be a chapel and is not mostly storage. We cleaned it out and prepared it. The one thing my mom had asked for was that it be on her favorite holiday, Christmas Eve. Now I know you are probably thinking this will be a Hallmark event. Well, you are sort of right.
Monday: I woke up early and snuck out of bed, I padded into the kitchen and put on some coffee, and began making some breakfast. I settled on pancakes, eggs and bacon. I made all the food and squeezed some juice out. I then slipped back into the bedroom and crawled under the sheets from the food of the bed. I slithered up between Tyler’s thighs and took is flaccid cock in my mouth. He immediately responded with blood flow, and a huge sigh. I then heard him say, “babe, gotta piss”. I stopped sucking and immediately tightened my lips, he let go a very strong-tasting flow. Damn he did have to go it was coming out like a fire hose, it was all I could do to get it down. The flow subsided a bit, and then stopped, I felt Tyler relax then push and he ripped a big one, then the flow continued. I took it all in and began to strain in my cage. It slowed to a trickle and stopped, I then resumed the warm, pleasuring blow job. In no time he was squirming. He tried to grab my head and ram in my throat. I pulled back and said, “nope, not this time Sir, I’m in control this time”. I heard grunt of disapproval, and went back to my slow, methodic sucking. He finally accepted his fate and let me do my thing. I felt his breathing change and his abs clinch, then his balls drew in close and the crescendo was upon him. Like a warm wave it washed over him and he fired volley after volley over my tongue and down my throat. When he finished, he let out a huge sigh. I stayed put suckling him slightly. He was very sensitive after and I knew this. I rolled my tongue around and fondled his balls a bit, which he squirmed and giggled, but did not stop me. With a pop, I pulled off of his cock, slid back out of the sheets the way I came in, stood and said, “breakfast is ready”. I stood, turned and went back to the kitchen. I heard Tyler grunt and fling the covers off the bed. I was stading at the stove and he walked behind me, grabbed my nipples and twisted, then said “you’re in control huh”. I winced and said, “at that time yes”. He replied, “well boy, we shall see”, and planted a kiss on my neck.
We ate breakfast and discussed the final wedding plans. Tyler told me that we would have our private ceremony the next day before we left four our honeymoon. He had planned everything. We went about our business, we had a lot to do, there was the final tailor fitting, and sprucing up the chapel. His grandmother had insisted on cooking. In her words, “honey no one can cook better than me”. I actually agree, and she and I had planned the food and were going to cook together. We mixed some family recipes, appetizers, and I wanted to make the cake myself. The meal was going to have some of her recipes that would involve some spice as her family had immigrated from Mexico, and some Italian from Tyler’s Grandpa. Some of my family recipes which were more traditional midwestern in nature. The cake was most definitely going to be carrot cake, or maybe chocolate, oh heck, I could not decide, so two cakes it was. Better yet I decided on chocolate wedding cake and carrot cake cupcakes, I could fill them with cream cheese filling. When I told Tyler they would be filled with cream cheese filling, he promptly snickered and said they would be just like me filled with cream. I chuckled and immediately hurled a spoon full of icing at him. It landed right on his nose. All he did was snake his tongue out and proclaim, “damn that is good”. He then go up and walked behind me, put his finger in the bowl and smeared my nose and face and said, “see delicious”. I suggestively sucked his finger and immediately felt his girth press against me though his shorts. We were staying at the farm but in my cabin overlooking the small lake. So Tyler began kissing my neck, and nibbling on my ear. He then growled, “do you know what you do to me babe”, I ground my ass back and said, “oh I have a pretty good idea”. I turned to face him and looked into his glacial pool eyes and said, “I am the luckiest man alive”, he just looked back and I could see water pooling on his bottom eye lids and he replied, “maybe the second luckiest”. I leaned in and kissed him hard and deep, before I teared up too. The make out session was getting hot he was grabbing my ass and slamming his cock into my thigh. I slowly slunk to my knees and took his shorts down with me, I then in one gulp engulfed him all the way to the root. He just hissed, “fuck Allen”. I wrapped my hands to his backside and palmed both cheeks and he began to rock his hips back and forth. I was accustomed to his girth and length now, quite a bit of throat training went into this. I expertly kept swallowing all of him, when he slowed and stopped. He pulled out with a pop, pulled me up and spun me around in one motion. His cock was wet with my spit and that was all I was getting, he slammed into me to the hilt, and I yelped. It did not matter Tyler was going into a rut, and he was taking me apart, roughly and passionately. He placed one hand on the back of my neck and pushed me down hard on the counter and the other one dug into my left hip. Tyler was not in full blown fuck mode. My chastity was painfully full and banging into the counter, oddly enough that sensation and his cock hitting my prostate repeatedly was about to send me over the edge. I squealed out, “Tyler, may I cum”, he said, “hold it as long as you can, I’m close”. I gripped the edge of the counter, and held off with all my might. I felt Tyler’s rhythm change and knew he was close, and all I could get out was, “Tyler, gonna”, and it happened, my release was painting the cabinets and floor and his was painting my insides. He went slack, and I felt his damp forehead between my shoulder blades. His softening cock slowly drifted from my hole. Tyler caught his breath and said, “babe when you cum like that your ass tightens around my cock and I shoot everytime”. I was still panting, and managed, “yeah…..I…..know”. Tyler slowly stood, I turned and went back to my knees and took his not flaccid cock in my mouth and cleaned him off. He pulled me up, and kissed me deeply. We both sorted ourselves out and re-clothed. He said, “now everytime I see those cupcakes I am going to giggle”. I said, “these are for us to taste, I’m not serving our guests sex cupcakes”. We both laughed.
We needed to shower to get to our fitting. We dressed and were about to headed out. Then it occurred to me I was wearing a jock and chastity. I sort of tensed up. Tyler looked at me and said, “whats wrong”? I said, “well we are going to a fitting, and I’m kind of nervous about my attire”. He chuckled and said, “I understand”. He took the key from around his neck and removed my chastity. He then picked out a very sexy pair of black boxer briefs for me. I pulled them on, and gave him a big hug. We have had the conversation before about how we would not expose others to our kinks, if they were not into it.
The fittings went off without a hitch and Tyler insisted we be in separate rooms, so we did not see each other before hand. He is kind of traditional in some ways I guess.
The rest of the week flew by in a flurry of activities, there was cooking, dinners, preparations. Fortunately, we were able retreat to the cabin by ourselves each night. The day before the wedding was somewhat relaxing. We had everything done, we would be doing pre ceremony activities at my parents’ house, then we would both go and dress while the guests would make their way to the chapel. The time had arrived, we both arrived at the same time outside the doors. Tyler looked magnificent he was wearing an all white tux, with a Christmas red bowtie, and he was wearing a pin on his lapel, I recognized it immediately, it was my mom’s gold Santa pin. It matched with his complexation and eyes was breathtaking. I was dressed in a navy blue fitted tux, with a velvet green bowtie, and he smiled as he noticed I was wearing the pocket square that his grandfather wore on his wedding day. We then, untraditionally, were going to walk down the aisle together. Per usual ,nothing was normal about us. I said, “ready” he said “yup” and we held hands and skipped down the aisle. This brough a few cheers and laughter from all. The ceremony was brief and to the point, we exchanged vows, kissed, and as we left the chapel to head to the “Big House” as we called it. This is the main house that my grandparents built and my Aunt now resides in. It has a formal ball room and dining hall. Very traditional. Tyler and I were walking, while some of the guests were in carriages and a few in cars, it was a chilly night, but it was only about 400 yards. On the walk the silence surrounded us, and suddenly light snow began to fall. We stopped, and just took it all in. This was the perfect night. We moved on and made our way to the house and entered, to clapping and a line of family and close friends. The food was wonderful, there was low music playing, we had a few dances, but mostly we circulated around and talked with others, and enjoyed everyone’s company. It was getting late and we said our goodbyes, and everyone made their ways to the rooms. Most were staying there in the main house as it had 18 bedrooms. My aunt was pleased that the house was full again. She just smiled and said, “oh it’s been years since this house was full, and it warms my heart”. She and my mom agreed that their parents would be happy. I have fond memories of my grandparents, in some ways my grandfather was my best friend growing up, he passed with I was only 14, and it was hard on me. As we waked out there was a large painting of my them hanging over a fireplace. We paused and with a smile, I just said, “thank you”. It was to no one, but toward the painting. Tyler wrapped his arm around me and we made our way out the door.
Once back at the cabin, we undressed, and I was not just in Tyler’s worn jock, and he in his current one. Come on you knew we would be wearing them right? Tyler then proceeded to kneel in front of me, he then used his key to remove my chastity, and placed it on the table. He said, “tonight is not about that, it’s about us, as partners and equals”. I melted. We made our way to the bedroom. We were locked at the lips all the way there. We spent the night flip fucking, kissing, and pleasing each other in ways we I did not know existed. It was well past 3 am when we finally fell asleep. Tyler fell asleep with his head on my chest. When we woke I was spooned up behind him and again with an aching erection. I reached around and found he was in the same situation. Slowly I licked my fingertips and slicked his hole, then placed my head right at his tight ring. He slowly pushed back onto me and I groaned as did he. I had topped more in the last 8 hours than I had our entire relationship. I was slowly gliding in and out of him, and my orgasm was immanent, it built to a crescendo and I seeded him slowly and fuck it felt good. I was done and Tyler immediately spun me onto my stomach and rimmed my hole, then entered me. He again ground into me slow and steady, he was being very passionate and making love. It felt great, even though I had just gotten off, it was magnificent. I knew he was getting close and I clinched, he said, “no relax”. I did and he slowly climaxed inside me. We lay there for a few minutes basking in the afterglow. I looked at him and said, “good morning husband”, he snickered and said “good morning husband, that will never get old saying that”.
I got up and put coffee on, Tyler joined me in the main room of the cabin, both of us sans clothes. He came up behind me, clanked the chastity on the counter, pinched my nipples and said, “yesterday was the ceremony, today I will claim you as my boy privately”. He then locked me up, and we enjoyed coffee and breakfast. Then we dressed went and said our goodbyes. We then drove back to Tyler’s house where we would spend the afternoon and night, then we would be leaving for the honeymoon. I hesitantly asked, what Tyler meant by claiming me. He said, it’s all planned, we will be alone in the sanctuary. I was nervous, and excited all at the same time.
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