The following story involves graphic description of sexual encounters between two consenting adult males. Please be warned and continue no further if reading such material is unlawful in your residing province/ state/country. Also, the reader shall be no younger than the age of majority. The names of characters and their engagements are completely fictitious and any resemblances to real life are completely coincidental.
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Many thanks and love to my dear Joystick for the support he offered me during a stressful episode in my life, and for helping me in submitting a story that would otherwise have stayed on my hard drive.
AN: // indicates journal entries//
Legally Mine
I settled myself comfortably against the headboard with my back cushioned by pillows. My eyes were closed against the morning sunlight that streaked in through the bedroom blinds, and I sighed dreamily into the pair of lips that captured my own into a sweet, tender kiss. The sigh became a guttural groan when my dick was suddenly buried deep into a tunnel of hot, tight muscles. Blinking, I opened my eyes and gazed lovingly at my partner of the past two years and counting.
Daniel grinned wickedly down at me as he wiggled his ass in an attempt to impale himself even further onto my cock. His strong thighs straddled my hips and I watched the lean muscles underneath the tanned skin shift as he maneuvered up and down my shaft. Loosely rested on my shoulders were his hands, which were alternating between massaging my chest and neck. As I watched him make slow love to me, I drew lazy circles on his lower back, stroking his smooth skin. Then, I moved my fingers lightly up the sides of his flank and across his lower ribs. Daniel giggled and squirmed, causing him to grind erratically into my groin.
"Oh geez, Danny," I groaned, "I'm not going to last much longer if you keep that up."
"You started it," he sniggered, as he ground his delicious ass into me some more to prove his point. I growled and stilled him by holding him firmly by the hips.
"I recalled that you wanted this nice and slow?" I reminded him and raised an eyebrow. Feigning innocence, he blinked his eyes at me. "Oh? Changed our minds did we?" I asked politely. Daniel's blue eyes widened in a mild desperate fear, as he must have detected the wild savage glint in my own eyes.
Before he was able to string together two words or offer any protest, I flipped him onto his back and folded his legs high above his head. I grinned evilly down at him, taking delight in his shocked expression at what just happened. "Liam," he murmured. "You know I was just playing." He tried to bat his eyes at me.
"Don't even try," I warned him. "Think you can tease my dick with your cute ass and call it games? Well, my darling, we'll do it your way then. It's time... for... play." Daniel moaned loudly as I punctuated each word with a brutal push of my hard cock into his ass. "Oh Danny, what you do to me," I panted as I steadily stroked myself in and out of his body. "Your beautiful mind, body and soul... it's all mine," I grunted possessively, as I continued to slam my body deep into him.
"Yes, yes," he cried. "God yes, all yours. Love you... love you so fucking much Liam."
Out of the corner of my eye I noticed his hands gravitating towards his own dick, which was currently trapped between our writhing bodies. A thin strand of precum leaked from its pink tip. Quickly, I grabbed both his hands and held them firmly above his head. He whimpered. "I don't think so, my sweet one. We're going to keep your hands right where I can see them," I told him smugly. "But don't worry, I'll make sure I'll take goooood care of you."
I leaned closer to his body, bending him just a tad further, and rubbed my cock-head up along one side of his anal canal. This ensured that I bump firmly against his happy button with each stroke that I made. Daniel gasped loud and louder with each brush of his prostate, squeezing his ass tighter around my dick each time. He began to swear and curse, enough to make a sailor blush, and he tried to buck his body up against mine to meet me stroke for stroke.
Just as I was about to come, I kissed him hard and thrusted my tongue into his mouth. He swallowed my cry of ecstasy, as I did his when he followed just shortly after. We jerked in the throes of our orgasms, and I felt the hot stream of his cum as it streaked between our bodies and onto his chest. As I slowly drifted down from the physical high, I realized that Daniel had passed out and laid passively beneath me, only his chest rising and falling with each breath. I stayed as I was and continued to kiss him, though tenderly this time.
I was licking and nipping away at his jaw and throat when he finally came to. "That was... wow," he sighed sleepily.
"How are you?" I asked, nuzzling my nose along his cheekbone.
"So good," he murmured. Slowly, I withdrew myself out of his body and massaged some circulation back into his lower limbs as I carefully laid them back down to the mattress.
"I wasn't too rough was I?" I glanced down at him and noticed that his lips were slightly swollen from the violent kisses.
He shrugged unconcern. "I think I'll be walking a bit funny for the next couple of days, but I'll be fine. You were amazing," he sighed.
I lay down onto my side next to him and propped my head up with a hand. "You do know that I'm not really God right?" I teased. He snorted and started to get up, but I quickly pulled him back down. "Where do you think you're going so soon?"
Daniel smiled at me. "I'm sticky, Liam. I want to wipe this off before it hardens." I returned the smile and jumped up to my feet before he could.
"Hey, let me." I strolled into the bathroom and wiped myself clean before warming up a washcloth to take back to Daniel. I ignored his hand when he reached for the wet material, and proceeded to clean his body. "So tell me Daniel," I began conversationally. "Do your students know what a dirty mouth their teacher has?"
He laughed but had the grace to blush. "I can't help it if I was a bit... enthusiastic. It's been so long since we've made love. It's been bottling up inside of me for the past three weeks."
I sombered and threw the rag over my shoulder, not really caring where it landed. "I know. And it's been my fault, I'm sorry I've been neglecting you."
Daniel shook his head and punched me in the shoulder. "What do you have to be sorry about? So you've been busy at work, it's not like you've planned it that way. And besides, if I have this kind of sex to look forward to every time you guys get a huge client, I have nothing to complain about."
"Oh Danny, you're a God send. But tonight, I'm really going to make it up to you. I'm going to take you out to dinner, followed by dessert of course," I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively at him.
"Pervert," he chuckled.
I smiled charmingly and took his hand to kiss it. "But our night does not end there, oh no. I have tickets for two to go see the Vancouver Symphony, and if our weather remains clear, I'm going to whisk you over to the Sea-Wall where we'll gaze up at the stars together."
"Sounds like you've put a lot of thought into this," he murmured. "How long have you been planning this exactly?"
"Two weeks and six days ago," I admitted sheepishly. It had been hard keeping away from Daniel for such a long period of time. For the past three weeks I had been consistently working late, sometimes even into the early hours. Corporate lawsuits were almost always painful; it was literally like finding a needle in a haystack, hoping to come across the one piece of evidence that would turn a decision either way. By the time I managed to finally go home each night, Daniel would be in bed already, or I would be too exhausted to manage anything more then a quick kiss. When I awoke each morning, sometimes I would be lucky to catch Daniel for a morning kiss before he left for his classes; but normally I would find just a brewed pot of coffee waiting for me in the kitchen.
"I need to pop into school for a bit this afternoon to finish up on some grading. And I have to prepare a midterm for Monday. But I'll be home before you know it."
I hugged Daniel to me and savoured his body heat. "Hurry home soon. I'll go run some errands while you're away to pass the time I guess." Daniel gave me a quick kiss before pulling away to get dressed. Plumping up the pillows, I shoved them behind me to make myself more comfortable as I watched my lover move around the room. I whistled when he bent over to put his boxers on and he laughed, sending me a coy look over his shoulders that instantly perked up my dick considerably.
"See something you like there?" he purred as he zipped his jeans up.
"Yeah, but now it's all covered up," I mourned.
Laughing even louder, Daniel pulled a golf tee on and sauntered over back to me and into my waiting arms. "I'll see you later today okay?" he said. I kissed him firmly on the lips, and licked at the soft flesh lightly before pulling back. "I love you," he smiled at me.
"I love you too," I happily returned. Reaching for his hand, I kissed the platinum band that he wore on his ring finger, which I have secured on him almost a year ago. Finally I let him go, but not before I was able to smack him soundly on his cute ass. "Go be safe. I want you back here by five at the latest," I warned him. Waving his hand carelessly at me, Daniel grabbed his backpack and left the bedroom. I listened for the click of the front door before finally dragging my ass out of bed. There were a lot of things I needed to get done if I was to have tonight running perfectly smooth. If I didn't get on it soon, I'll be the one that will never hear the end of it for being late.
Well, it took several hours but here I was sitting in a nearby coffee shop, feeling terminally pleased with myself. The idea was spontaneous, and it dawned on me as I was took my morning shower; the perfect gift to give to my soul mate on our third year anniversary, which was coming up in just a few weeks.
I opened the small box in my hands just to reassure myself that it was still there. Carefully, I traced the intricate pattern on the golden metal, and then quickly shut the box closed when I heard my name suddenly called out.
I looked up at the face that stared expectantly at me, a bright smile on the man's face. It took only a mere second before I happily returned the smile and went up the grab the other man into a big hug. "Alton, oh my God. How are you? I haven't seen you in ages."
My long time childhood friend grinned and shrugged a shoulder. "It's been really long huh? I've been around, just really busy lately and stuff. What about you? Still a big time lawyer?"
I sat down and nodded over to the spare seat across from me. "Yeah, just finished a big case actually. And how about you? Still a teacher?" I immediately thought of Daniel and glanced down at my watch to check the time.
"Yeah, actually I finished my doctorate and I'm a professor over at the UCFV. Am I keeping you from something?"
"No, not at all. Have a seat." I nudged at the chair in front of me with my foot. "What are you doing around these parts? Didn't you live all the way across town?"
Alton grinned, almost blushing. "I've just recently bought a house nearby. With my partner."
I raised an eyebrow at him. "Partner? What's her name?"
"Yeah," he mumbled. He flicked his eyes at me briefly before looking away. "'She's' a he, and his name is Nathan," he hesitantly added. Alton reluctantly glanced up at me again, no doubt to gauge my reaction. My apparent happiness for him must have surprised him when he did a quick double glance at me.
"Alt," I grinned. "It's all good. As long as he makes you happy, I couldn't care less what gender he is." Then I narrowed my eyes slightly. "He DOES make you happy right?"
Alton blushed again. "More then you can imagine," he murmured. "What about yourself?" he asked, suddenly noticing the small velvet box in my hand. "Who's the lucky girl?"
Now it was my turn to flush, albeit only slightly. "Funny you should ask," I grinned. "My better half turned out to be a man also." Both of Alton's eyebrows raised high on his forehead. I almost laughed, and then leaned in slightly. He followed suit and listened as I whispered to him, "Daniel's been keeping me happy for almost 3 years now. I thought I'd surprise him with this ring and ask him to marry me for good."
I showed him the ring and his eyes widened. "A Claddagh... it's beautiful," he exclaimed as he studied the intricate design and detail of the small jewel. I let him reach for the box so that he could have a closer look at it. "Oh my God, Liam. I'm so happy for you." Alton reached over suddenly to engulf me in another huge hug.
We broke apart when we both heard a slight commotion and turned our gaze towards the front door, as did everyone else in the caf^Î. The door was just closing and we saw a puzzled looking man standing near the entrance, the front of his sweatshirt stained with what looked like coffee. We watched as the man scratched his head before taking a quick inventory of the occupants inside the caf^Î. When his gaze settled on our table, he slowly began to make his way towards us.
My question of who this man was, and why he was heading our way, was immediately cleared up when he reached down to kiss Alton's cheek. "Nathan, I presume?" I smirked as my friend nodded sheepishly.
"Nath, this is Liam. He's a longtime friend of mine from when we were kids," Alton introduced me. Nathan and I shook hands and exchanged pleasantries as he pulled up an unused seat from another table.
"What happened to you?" I asked, curious.
"I had just finished finding parking and was coming in here to meet Alton. When I got to the door, some guy comes running out in a big panic. He wasn't really looking at where he was going and knocked right into me. Unfortunately, he had a cup of coffee with him. He apologized profusely but he looked like he really needed to get out of here." Nathan shrugged as he pulled the damp material away from him. "It's no worries. It's an old thing anyway."
"That's weird," Alton mused. "The coffee didn't burn you did it?"
"Nah," Nathan chuckled. "It'll take a lot more then a cup of coffee to burn me any day." He noticed my blank look. "I'm a fireman," he explained.
"Ah," I nodded. "So tell me, how did you two meet?"
"Well," Alton drawled. "Do you want to short or long version?"
I glanced down at my watch once more and saw that it was 3 o'clock. "Better make it the short one. You'll want to know how I met Danny wouldn't you?" I arched an eyebrow at him.
"Of course," Alton laughed. "Okay, it all started with this phone call late at night..."
I whistled as I let myself into the house about an hour later. I was in a great mood, having spent the last while catching up with Alton and laughing with Nathan over our share of poor seduction techniques of our better halves. I knew that Daniel would get along like a house of fire with Alton and could not wait until we were able to go on a date with the other two. And to top off a productive day, I now had the whole evening to look forward to spending with my lover.
"Honey, I'm hoooome..." I called out when I saw that Daniel's runners were already lying out in the foyer. When I heard no response, I trailed through the living room in search of him. "Danny?" I called out, and paused my search when I found him cuddled up in the corner of the couch... well, as cuddled as his 6'3" frame would allow. "Hey," I whispered.
When he finally lifted his head, his blue eyes looked forlornly back at me. I hurried over to his side and took him in my arms. I noticed his body was tense against mine before he eventually relaxed uneasily into me. "What is it?" I asked calmly. I knew that if I had acted upon my first instinct to protect him and demanded answers, he would clam up like a shell and shut me out.
"Nothing," he answered innocently. I narrowed my eyes at him and he glanced away. I knew that he was lying, and he knew that I knew that he was lying. But I bit my tongue and let it slide. I also knew that in time he would let it out and confide in me. "How was your day?" he asked, blatantly trying to change the subject.
"Pretty good," I kissed him soundly on the temple and pulled him closer to my body. "I made the reservations for tonight's dinner and concert, but we can always cancel if you like." I carefully took in his too-pale appearance.
"No, I want to go. I want to spend time with you," he looked deeply into my eyes, mesmerizing me with them. Unable to help myself, just like a man is unable to help himself from drawing a breath or blinking an eye, I leaned in to kiss him soundly on the lips. I heard him sigh and his body finally relaxed sincerely against mine.
I reached out and grabbed him firmly by the hips to pull him to my lap as I deepen the kiss. Our tongues caressed each other inside our mouths and I began to grind my hardening dick up into his clothed ass. When we finally broke apart for a much needed breath, I was glad to see that his eyes were now shining back at me in happiness, which caused me great pride to know that it was I that put it there.
"Shall we take this into the bedroom?" I murmured as I nuzzled and nipped up along his neck.
"Um... shouldn't we be getting ready for our evening out?" he gasped, but Daniel made no effort to move. Instead, he leaned his neck over to one side to give me greater access to his throat.
"All I need is five minutes."
"Oh, you're so romantic."
I was lounging on the coach, already dressed in a charcoal coloured sweater and black pants, waiting for Daniel. After having thoroughly ravished him, I was the first to recover my senses enough to shower first, and therefore was done and ready before he was. My lips curled into a wicked smile as I recalled perverse thoughts of what I had done to Daniel's delectable body just moments before.
"Ready," he said as he stood over me. I gazed lazily up at him and became instantly alert. Daniel was dressed simply in a soft blue loose sweater with the bottom hem and collar of a crisp white shirt peaking out from underneath it, paired up with dark grey pants. He always looked good in blue and I loved him best in that colour, but it wasn't that that made me take notice. It was the absolute sated and content look on his face, and the slight swell of his lips that hinted to anyone looking, that he had just been completely and utterly debauched.
My mind shifted between throwing the dinner reservations out the window and towards hurtling my lover back into the bedroom, when Daniel suddenly turned to grab his jacket. "I'm so hungry," he announced. "Where are you taking me?"
I sighed, knowing that I would have to wait until the end of the evening before I could have him all to myself again. I couldn't help it, I was addicted to him... just couldn't get enough of him. When Daniel turned back to me, an expectant look on his face, I felt myself automatically get up to comply with the movements required to move. "It's a surprise," I told him and led him out of the house.
Daniel took a bite of his steak and chewed enthusiastically. "I'm so hungry. And this is so good," he said once he swallowed.
"Didn't you eat lunch today?"
"No, I forgot to. I wanted to get all my paperwork done today so that I would have all of tomorrow free. Once I was done it was suddenly 3 o'clock." He paused to eat some more. "So, how was your day again? You never got around to finishing your story."
"Yes, well... I was... distracted." I leered at him and he chuckled around his food. "Good grief, swallow that before you choke," I made a face at him. He rolled his eyes at me as he took a gulp of his red wine. Unfazed, I continued. "I bought groceries for the week so we don't need to do that tomorrow. And then I went to that coffee shop that's down by your school and ran into an old friend of mine from way back."
"Oh?" he asked nonchalantly.
"Yeah, Alton. We used to live just down the block from each other and went to the same school and everything. Our parents were really close and took turns babysitting us. You know... when we were kids."
"Of course."
"It was great seeing him again. You'll like him. He's a teacher, just like you. Actually, he's a professor at the college, but it's all the same right?"
"Er..."
"I can't wait till you guys meet. It'll be great." I stopped talking and looked over at him. "Daniel, are you okay?" Daniel had such a look of relief on his face, which confused me.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Perfectly fine." He dazzled me with another one of his bright smiles, which distracted me as he reached over and stole a prawn off of my plate.
"I'm going to ignore that," I told him. Daniel smirked as he made a show of eating his prize.
//~~~ February 12th, 2005 ~~~
Today started off with mind-blowing sex. I love a day that begins with an orgasmic bang. It was just about the first time in 3 weeks that we were able to finally spend some 'alone time' together. And wow was it worth the wait.
Afterwards, Liam started going over plans that he had made for tonight. It sounded fun and I was looking forward to the promise of fine dining, music and stargazing. Unfortunately, we weren't able to spend the entire day together since I had exams to prepare for Monday's midterms.
The day unexpectedly went by quicker then I had thought it would. By the time I had finished printing off the last exam, I saw that I still had over almost two hours before I had to meet Liam. So I thought to reward myself with a large cup of that expensive coffee from that nearby caf^Î.
The small establishment was quite busy when I got there so I quickly got in line to place my order. As I was waiting for my coffee to be made, I suddenly noticed that Liam was sitting by himself in the far corner. He looked nervous for some reason and I was going to join him when a man I've never seen before approached him and they started embracing each other. I'm not normally a jealous man, but when they started laughing and leaning in to whisper at each other I have to admit that cold shivers shot up my spine. I found myself unable to move and stared stupidly at the barista when she suddenly called out my order.
By the time I had looked up again, I saw that they were hugging each other once more. I couldn't just stand there in the middle of the coffee shop staring at the two so, feeling somewhat foolish, I quickly left the place before Liam was able to spot me. In my haste to get out of there, I ran blindly into another man that was just coming inside. To my horror, my coffee spilt over his sweatshirt. His expression of shock must have mirrored mine. I apologized, but knew that the noise we both made would have attracted attention by now so I had to get out of there. I quickly exited through the door and ran in the opposite direction, ignoring the strange stares that were pointed my way as I raced towards my car.
I tried to calm myself. I must not overreact, but I couldn't help it. My imagination went wild as I played out possible scenes in my head of what was going on between Liam and that stranger. I tried to convince myself that there was a perfectly logical explanation to what was going on and finally, in an exhausted heap, I curled myself into the corner of the couch. Before I knew it, Liam was home and calling out for me.
I didn't want him to have reasons to worry over me and my overactive imagination, so I told him that everything was fine and asked how his day was. I knew he didn't believe me but I was thankful that he didn't push the subject further.
Later on, I chastised myself for thinking the worse and doubting his feelings for me when he, number one, completely ravished me and made love to me again for the second time today; and number two, explained to me that he had unexpectedly met up with a friend from childhood. Seriously, how silly can I get?//
I stirred awake when something disturbed my sleep. Grumbling, I reached over to my right to pull the warm body closer to me. When I did not encounter the warm body I had anticipated, I opened an eyelid to visually confirm that, indeed, the space beside me was empty. Glancing over to the digital clock on the nightstand, I saw that it was already past 9 o'clock and yawned loudly.
A good stretch worked out all the kinks in my body and I lazily scratched my stomach and balls when I realized that the shower was running. My half-mast dick hardened fully when I thought about Daniel all naked and wet just on the other side of the bathroom door.
In a flash, I jumped out of bed and slipped through the slightly opened door. The bathroom mirror was steamed up and through the light shower curtain I was able to make out the shadow of Daniel's body. I could see that he was in the process of washing his hair, and waited until he had stuck his head under the water to rinse before sneaking into the shower with him.
I had my arms wrapped around his waist and my dick snuggled into the cleft of his ass before he knew what hit him. "Jesus Christ, Liam," he screamed as he nearly slipped. I tightened my hold around him and kiss the back of his neck in way of an apology. "I fucking hate it when you do that," he grumbled as he quickly washed away the rest of the shampoo.
"I can't help it," I protested. "You're just too easy." I began to grind my cock against his ass and reached down to play with his dick. "Let me make it up to you and wash you up, nice and clean," I murmured into his ear before taking a nip on it. I reached over for the bar of soap and began to lather it up around his dick, making sure to also coat his balls with the suds. Daniel began to squirm, as I knew he would. He was extremely ticklish and the slippery sensations provided by the soap and my ruthless hands were too much for him to handle. But that was perfectly fine with me as his ass did wonderful things to my own cock as he wiggled against it.
When I felt like I was going to explode, I turned us around in the shower so that Daniel was now face up against the tiled wall. "I love fucking you up against the shower wall," I whispered in his ear. "I love fucking you, period... on the bed, on the sofa, across the kitchen table... but I love fucking you in the shower the best." Daniel moaned wantonly as I pierced his entrance with a soapy finger. His anal muscles swallowed up my digit and I eagerly thrust another one into him. "Do you know why?" I asked him, as I began to fuck him with my fingers.
"More," he whimpered breathlessly.
"After you answer my question," I teased him as I rubbed my hard cock up against the underside of his perineum and testicles. Daniel's legs instinctively widened further and his tight butt lifted higher up towards me.
"I don't fucking know," he cursed in frustration when I wouldn't comply with his unspoken need. "Just tell me already. And fuck me for fuck's sakes." A silly grin pasted across my face as my lover's mouth flew off again.
"Mr. Nilsson, am I going to have to send you to the principal's office for saying the 'F' word?" I mocked lectured him. Daniel shot a glare my way over his shoulder and growled. Snickering, I took my fingers out and expertly aimed the tip of my cock to his anal entrance and slipped just the head in. He sighed in relief, which soon turned to a sound of frustration once Daniel realized that I wasn't pushing any more in.
"You son-of-a-bitch," he grated between his teeth and banged his forehead against the tiles.
"I haven't told you why I love fucking you in the shower the most yet," I reminded him.
"We're not exactly fucking in the shower are we?" he snarked.
"Patience is a virtue," I smiled.
"Liam," he said warningly.
I knew that I was quickly reaching his last nerve, so I rewarded him with another inch of my dick and began to massage his own shaft with my hands. He gasped and arched his lower back at my ministrations. "It's because you look so amazingly hot and sexy, all slicked up and wet with water running across your naked skin and dripping from your hair." I added another inch in and kissed furiously behind his neck. "It's because you smell like shampoo and taste like soap." One more inch. "It's because the hot water makes you so pliable in my arms." I drove the rest of my cock deeply into him and we both cried out in contentment.
It had taken sheer will power, on my part, to not drill into him right from the beginning. Add that to the fact that I had Daniel so tightly strung up that it didn't take too many strokes before we were both cumming hard. Hot cum spurted from his dick and through my fingers onto the shower wall, as I emptied my own load deep into his body.
We both stood, cuddled against one another for a moment to catch our breaths. I was lulled into a state of relaxation with his warm body pressed to my front, and the rhythmic showering of water to my back. By the time my limp organ had slipped out of his body, Daniel was already squirming again. "Stay still," I mumbled.
"The tiles are hard," he protested. "And I'm starting to get cold now. I want to finish my shower so get out."
I smacked him soundly on his butt and promptly ignored him, making sure I was washed up before getting out. Daniel tried to muscle his way back under the showerhead, which proved futile. He flicked water at me as I got out of the bathtub once I was done, which sent me laughing.
As Daniel continued on with his shower, I toweled myself dry and reached for the phone. Tomorrow, I decided, is going to be the big day. I was pushing the date up to Valentine's Day instead of waiting for our 3rd year anniversary. Quickly, I sneaked off to the closet where I hid the velvet box, which contained the gold ring, and traced along its edges just to reassure myself. Yes, tomorrow will be the day I ask Daniel for his hand in marriage, legalizing him as mine for good. I laughed at the sudden feeling of possessiveness in me, and quickly dialed Alton's phone number. I had an idea in mind and would need his help, or specifically Nathan's help. Hopefully, he would be able to go along with my plan.
After making arrangements to meet tonight at their place, I hung up the phone and looked up to see Daniel standing at the bathroom door, wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. "You heading out somewhere tonight?" he asked.
"Yeah, I have to go over some case files with Ryan tonight at the office," I smiled assuredly.
"When you heading out?" I watched him with interest as he moved around the room, getting ready for the day. I almost didn't hear his question when he flicked the towel off to put on his boxer shorts. Stealthily I made my way behind him and wrapped him close to my body, making sure to snuggle my cock against his tight ass. "Again?" he laughed as I started to kiss across the back of his shoulders.
"I just can't get enough of you," I murmured, causing him to snicker.
"What time do you need to head out by?"
"Hmm? About seven or so." I reached out to lick him on the ear.
"We can still have dinner together then," he laughed, trying to get his head away from me.
"Of course. Anything for you babe."
"Then we can have Chinese food?" I stopped my pursuit of his lobe and groaned.
"Again?" I reluctantly let go of his body, and therefore allow him to successfully writhe his way out of my arms. "Wouldn't you rather eat Greek? Or Italian? Or French?"
Daniel threw a shirt on and frowned as soon as his head popped through collar. "We haven't had Chinese food in so long."
I tried to remember the last time we had the stuff. "Are you sure?" I stalled.
"Yes. Last night was the first night in three weeks having dinner together," he stated firmly. "And we had steak, not Chinese. So we're having Chinese tonight." And he stalked confidently out of the room, not leaving any room for argument. I sighed.
God I'm in love.
I rang the doorbell and waited patiently. Within a few moments, the door opened and Alton grinned at me in greeting. He let me into the house and led me into the living room, where Nathan sat lounging on the sofa.
"Hey Liam," the younger man smiled. "Alt told me the good news. Congratulations buddy."
"Thanks. I'm so freaking nervous though." I took a seat on the recliner as Alton returned from the kitchen, three bottles of beer in his hands. I took a long swig out of mine, when I was handed one, and swallowed. "I just hope he says yes."
"I'm sure he will," Alton assured me as he landed on the seat next to Nathan. "How were you planning on pulling it off?"
"Well, that's where I'm hoping you'll come in. Nathan specifically." The two men raised their eyebrows and grinned.
The next hour or so was spent going over the blue prints for the preparation and execution of my proposal to Daniel. I wanted everything to turn out perfectly and the three of us threw ideas around until we finally came up with a plan that I was happy with. Tomorrow was suddenly looking very good.
Some time ago when the phone rang...
<Message from 6:47 pm> ** Hey Liam, it's Ryan. Tried to call your cell but it was turned off. I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to take tomorrow off after all, so I'll see you on Tuesday. **
<Message from 7:04 pm> ** Liam, it's Nathan calling. Your cell phone wasn't working, but I just wanted to know if you were still coming over. Give me a call if you can't, otherwise I'll see you later tonight. **
It was just past ten when I finally arrived home, whistling as I let myself in through the front door. "Daniel?" I called out.
"In here," he answered and I followed his voice into the living room. Daniel must have fallen asleep lying on the couch. There was an opened book on his chest and he had a disheveled look on his face. "What time is it?" he mumbled.
"About a quarter after ten. Why didn't you go to bed?"
"I was waiting up for you. I didn't realize how tired I was." He put the book onto the coffee table and stretched out. My dick showed interest as I watched the hem of his t-shirt pull up, exposing some pale skin. With a smile, I slowly allowed my eyes to roam up along the rest of his body and started when I realize he was looking at me expectantly.
"What?"
"I was asking how your evening was at the office," he repeated patiently, a smug look in his eyes.
"Oh, it was pretty uneventful. It's the same old thing. Note preparations, case studies, very boring really but it needed to be done."
"I see," he replied nonchalantly. "So how was Ryan?"
"He's good, a bit grouchy because he had to come into work on a Sunday evening. But he wanted to head out early tomorrow for Valentine's so it had to be done," I shrugged. Daniel nodded and I couldn't shake this feeling of unease that came over me, like I had to continue offering information, false as they may be. I had the feeling that he was disappointed with my answer and I didn't know why... did he know something that he shouldn't have? "So, any big plans for tomorrow?" I asked, trying to change the subject.
"No, not really. I was thinking about making dinner, have a nice and relaxing evening. It's going to be crazy tomorrow with the midterms and everything that's going to be going on. A lot of the kids like to stay behind after class to get some idea of what the answers were and generally try to persuade me if I can marked them early just for them. It's sort of cute but annoying."
"How about I make dinner tomorrow?"
Daniel looked at me in surprise. "You want to cook?"
"I can cook," I retorted indignantly. He didn't look convinced. "Alright, I made reservations for tomorrow."
He grinned sweetly at me. "That sounds more like you." I fondly cuffed him behind the head and then pulled him in a hug.
"Let's go to bed now," I whispered.
"But I'm not tired anymore," he protested.
"I didn't say anything about sleeping," I leered.
"Oh.
//~~~ February 13th, 2005 ~~~
...Liam is asleep. It took me a few minutes to slip out of bed unnoticed. He thoroughly tired me out and I should be rightfully in bed alongside with him. But tired as I am, I cannot find sleep. It is so troubling when my head is filled with doubt.
I want to believe that there is nothing to worry about and that I am simply over reacting and being stupid. But how can I justify that when Liam blatantly lied to me? I had gone out on a quick errand earlier and had found those two messages waiting on the voicemail when I returned. It was very obvious that he was not at the office like he said he was.
Liam had looked unusually pleased with himself when he came home. I wonder what he was really up to this evening? I had hoped that he would tell me... to let me know that he had changed his plans and he ended up going somewhere else... but nothing. I wonder how long he will keep this up... Hell, I wonder how long I will keep this up.
But tomorrow is Valentine's Day and he seemed persistent in taking me out. I seriously hope that this is just a case of misunderstanding on my part and nothing more...//
It was running close to five o'clock and I rubbed my hands together in anticipation. Daniel should be home in the next few minutes and Nathan and his crew had just arrived about ten minutes ago. I had taken the day off and spent it confirming reservations, looking over last minute details and generally tried to calm my nerves. Today was the day that would make or break the rest of my life.
Someone slapped me on the back and laughed. "Hey Liam, are you ready? Boy, you look nervous."
"I'm feeling that way too." I smiled at Nathan as I smoothed down the suit I was wearing. We were standing outside the house and there was a fire engine parked on the street. A sizeable crowd was gathering in curiosity, and a few firemen were lingering around, looking amused and having a good time. "Thanks for doing this for me. Are you sure you're not going to get in trouble for this?"
"Nah, the Chief is okay with it. There are only a few of us out here anyway. There are a lot of men on the roster today and plenty other engines for them to use. Don't worry about it. All you need to concentrate on is what you're going to say to Daniel. When is he supposed to be here by the way? I can't wait to meet him."
"He should be here any minute now actually."
Alton came running up to them, a little out of breath. "Oh good, he's not here yet. I was afraid that I was going to miss out on the action."
"You just have to stick your nose into this didn't you Prof?" Nathan teased.
"Of course I have to. I want to see Daniel's face when Liam pops the question. I almost had to kill the bus driver when he showed up at the bus stop almost ten minutes late."
"You're going to enjoy this aren't you?" I sighed.
Alton grinned at me and leaned in close. "You better believe it," he growled. "We're going to laugh about this for years to come." Nathan and I started laughing and didn't notice the black coupe that pulled up to the sidewalk.
"Oh my God. Liam, are you okay?" I nearly choked as I turned at the startled cry and saw Daniel running up to me. "What's going on here? Are you hurt? What happened?" He looked around at the scene, his blue eyes frantic and body language tense.
"Daniel, it's okay," I took him in my arms and tried to calm him down. I didn't expect him to react this intensely.
"Was there a fire? Why are there firemen in our front yard?" he asked, concern on his face. I saw him glance over at Alton's direction none-too-warmly before returning his gaze back at me. I pulled back from him, putting some distance between us. A look of hurt briefly flashed in his eyes, so brief that I had almost missed it. "Liam? What the hell is going on here?" His voice plainly showed his frustration when there was no answer given to him.
"Daniel, there is a quote that Bruce Lee once made," I began quietly.
"Bruce Lee?" Daniel looked puzzled. "I didn't know you liked martial arts movies."
"He once said, and I quote, 'Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable'." The crowd around us had grown quiet by now and Daniel was looking fondly at me.
Awkwardly, I cleared my throat and gestured to Nathan. "The firemen are here to keep our fire under control." There were snickers in the background and my lover grinned.
"Liam, I love you. But that has to be the absolute lamest thing I've ever heard and I can't believe you conned the VFD into coming out here for that. We can get fined for..."
"Daniel," I interrupted him, "I'm not done yet." He shut up and looked at me expectantly. Feeling really nervous, and trying not to show it, I reached into the inside pocket of my suit jacket and pulled out the small velvet box. Daniel made a small gasp when I got down on one knee and opened up the box to reveal the gold Claddagh. "Will you marry me?"
There was an extremely awkward moment of silence as I waited with my breath held. If I had bothered to look around me, I would have seen that everyone else was anxiously waiting for the answer along with me. My heart pounding violently in my chest, I watched as Daniel looked on with his blue eyes wide. His attention flitted between my face and the ring in my hand as he tried to process what was going on.
"You want to marry me?" he whispered in a slight daze. Daniel finally paused his flickering and steadied his stare on me.
"More than anything," I answered solemnly.
He covered his mouth with a hand and looked around him, taking in the waiting crowd, the firemen, Nathan and Alton... then me again.
"Yes."
//--- February 14th ---
I'm still in the clouds with what happened earlier tonight. One minute I was coming home from a stressful day at the school, and then I was scared witless when the first thing I see when I turn the corner is the VFD, and suddenly there was that guy from the coffee shop all over Liam.
My heart can only take so much excitement in one day. But of course Liam decided that I was still up for more. His proposal was too much, I still can't believe that we are legally married, officially bonded partners in the eyes of Parliament. I can't stop looking at the Claddagh. The ring he gave me last year was a lot more expensive, but the Claddagh is the symbol of fidelity and love of Liam's Celtic ancestors, and who can put a price on that?
As if his screams of joy wasn't loud enough when I had said 'yes', the firemen decided to all lift and carry me towards the engine, the bastard laughing all the while and following us (using his own two feet no less). That sure got the crowd going. The sirens that followed only furthered my embarrassment.
They drove us through the city and stopped when we arrived at the Waterfront. Liam grabbed me by the hand and led me towards the pier after thanking the laughing men behind us. When we stopped in front of a yacht, he blindfolded me and led me up the ramp and into a room. I took the blindfold off when he told me to and looked around. We were in the vessel's bedroom where a king sized bed took up much of the room. On the bed laid a black suit. Liam told me to put it on and that he'll be waiting for me outside when I was ready to come out.
I noticed that the yacht had started sailing away from the harbour as I was undressing and wondered where we were headed. I had suspected that we were going to sail around the Burrard Inlet and have dinner up on the deck like we had this time last year. But not for the last time this evening, I was surprised once more. There was a small gathering of people waiting for me when I came out of that room. I recognized two of them to be the 'coffee shop guy' and one of the firemen. The other two men I suspected were the ship's crew judging by their uniforms.
Liam took my hand and pulled me towards them. He led me in front of the first two men and introduced us. I was finally able to put a name on the coffee guy and found out that he was Alton. The fireman was his partner, Nathan. Quickly, my brain added up all the events that had occurred in the last few days and now everything made sense. I got along great with them and we even found out that it was Nathan that I had run head first into that day at the caf^Î.
After a few minutes, Liam cleared his throat and we headed towards the bow of the boat where the yacht crew was waiting patiently for us. One held a large book and the other a smaller one. Captain Mark Grafton shook hands with us and cleared his throat before looking down into his small book. By the time he finished reading the first sentence, I realized that he had begun the passages of a wedding rite. I shot a look over a Liam and he smiled at me. One more surprise to unfold.
We were getting married right this very instant...//
I woke up and wondered why. Then I realized that I was alone in bed. Looking around for my new husband, I saw that Daniel was at the small desk writing on a notepad. Slowly, I sneaked up behind him, careful to not make any noise. It was fairly easy as one of the small windows was opened and you can hear the splash and gentle current of the water against the yacht's hull.
He jumped when I had my arms around his waist and my chin resting on his shoulder. "Why aren't you in bed, Mr. Keelan?" I whispered into his ear, being sure to nip at his earlobe. I felt him shiver slightly.
"Mr. Keelan? What makes you think I'm going to take your last name?" he chuckled.
"I was the one that proposed. Do you know what kind of stress that puts on a man? Therefore, I get to keep my name." Daniel was wearing a light robe made of white silk. The folds were slowly coming apart and I took the opportunity to reach down and slide up a muscled thigh towards the warm junction of his groin. Moaning lightly, he leaned back against my chest and opened up his legs wider. His erection poked through the folds of the robe and I began to pump it with my other hand.
I began to kiss his neck and shoulders as his breathing became heavy. "Don't you agree?" I asked him in between kisses. "Would you like to be Daniel Keelan now?" He nodded helplessly as I started to probe at his opening, which was still moist from a previous workout. His moaning got louder when I pierced more fingers into him and soon he began to rock his hips into them. This started getting me hot as I watched him ride my fingers, and my cock heartily agreed. Without another word, I pulled my fingers out of him and leaned over to carry him in my arms.
"What are you doing?" he asked warily, lust still in his eyes.
"Carrying you over the threshold?" I half answered him.
"This isn't the threshold," he told me, amused. I shrugged and struggled to deposit his not insignificant weight as carefully as I could to the bed. Daniel snickered at me as I undid the belt of his robe and spread the material out to the sides, exposing his beautiful body. Still smiling, he spread his legs out and bent them back, waving his ass invitingly at me. "Are you ready for some more?" he asked, teasing me.
Lucky for me, I was still naked from our last round. I don't think I would have been able to stop in time to undress. I quickly hooked his legs up onto my shoulders and impaled him with my aching dick in one shot. His ass was still lubed up and I went in easily. Daniel groaned and pushed himself towards me to deepen the contact. I leaned in to catch his lips in mine and thrusted my tongue to engage in a tongue wrestle. "Let's get you pregnant," I growled.
"I'd like to see you try," he smirked, and his eyelids fluttered when I took up his challenge by increasing the pace of my cock up his ass. I mercilessly banged into him, causing the bed frame to creak under our load. Daniel squirmed underneath me and mumbled gibberish as his prostrate became over stimulated. Reaching down to grab a hold of his rigid cock, I started to pump him with my fist. His precum leaked heavily and aided my hand job.
"Cum for me babe," I cooed. "Cum for me hard." I knew the moment he was going to cum when his balls twitched and his body tensed just microseconds prior to his climax. Streams of warm milky semen spewed from his dick and I lapped up the spill on his chest. I continued to pump his dick and he began squirming even more due to the increased sensitivity in it.
"Please stop," he breathed, panting for air. Reluctantly, I stopped and licked his throat in apology. I was very close to my own orgasm by this point, so I grabbed him by the hips and rapidly drilled into his body. His ass felt so hot and good; the tight muscles wrapped all around me.
"I'm going to shoot," I grunted and my strokes broke rhythm as I shot my cum deeply within him. A few more thrusts into him milked me dry before I collapsed, making sure to move off to the side so I wouldn't land on top of him. Daniel rubbed circles on my back as we both regained our breath.
"I'm going to be walking funny tomorrow," Daniel groaned, realizing that Valentine's fell on a weekday this year.
I popped my head up and grinned at him. "I called in sick for you tomorrow."
Daniel looked at me in disbelief. "You did what? When? Why? How..."
"I called the secretary this morning and told her that you'll be unavailable to work tomorrow due to you being on your honeymoon."
"My honeymoon?"
"Yeah, but you'll have to be back at work first thing Wednesday."
"I only get one day off for my honeymoon?"
I leaned in to kiss him on the nose; he looked so disappointed. "We'll go on a real one in July," I promised him. "Anywhere you want."
Daniel looked thoughtful. "So that's why Karen kept grinning at me today." I watched him lick his lower lip as he became lost in thought. My cock twitched against his thigh in interest. Daniel felt it and eyed me warily. "Again?" he asked dryly.
"You sore baby?" I began to stroke his inner thigh and grinned to myself when I saw his cock begin to stir. "You know you want it," I murmured.
"Do I?" he looked at me from beneath his eyelashes.
"We haven't made you pregnant yet," I reminded him.
He raised an eyebrow. "I'm pretty sure it's going to be a hell of a long time before that'll happen."
"Well, it's not going to happen with us just sitting here talking about it."
"Why do I have to be the pregnant one?"
I shrugged. "Okay, we can try impregnating me too." I wiggled my eyebrows at him. "Wanna try it now?"
Daniel leered and grinned wickedly.
"Oh yeah."
END
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AN: At the time this story was written, marriages between two persons of the same gender is legal in the province of British Columbia, Canada. (In fact, the second province in the country to legalize it.) Go us!