by Andria Large
Tripp nodded. “Yeah, I know.”
“Guys, it’s time,” Ian said, then got into position in front of them.
Ian and Seamus were standing up for him, while Tripp had Elianna and Brett. Ian and Elianna walked down the aisle together, before they split and took their positions on either side of the minister. Seamus and Brett did the same. He and Tripp walked down the aisle together, hand in hand.
Their minister was Derrick, from Hawaii. They kept in touch with Derrick and Mandy, and when they told them they were getting married; Derrick offered to officiate. He was an ordained minister and had married a lot of his friends. They were happy to have someone they knew marry them.
“Welcome everyone to this joyous occasion. We’re here to witness the marriage of two amazing men, Jayme and Tripp. I’m not even going to ask if anyone objects, because that’s just a silly question.”
Everyone chuckled.
“We’re going to keep this short and sweet. Jayme and Tripp opted for traditional vows, let’s get started...Jayme, do you take Tripp to be your husband?”
He smiled. “I do.”
“Tripp, do you take Jayme to be your husband?”
“I do.” Tripp grinned.
Derrick then had him say his vows. “I, Jayme, take you Tripp, to be my lawful husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. I will love and honor you all the days of my life.”
Then it was Tripp’s turn. Tripp got a little choked up during his vows, which he thought was sweet. It was then time to exchange rings. Ian had Tripp’s ring, while Brett had his. Elianna would have held it, but she didn’t have any pockets in her dress. They decided to get simple gold bands, nothing fancy that could get messed up at work.
“Jayme, place the ring on Tripp’s finger, and repeat after me,” Derrick said.
He slid the ring on Tripp’s left ring finger, and held it there while repeating, “I give you this ring as a symbol of my love for you. Let it be a reminder that I am always by your side, and that I will always be a faithful partner to you.”
Tripp then did the same.
“By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husbands. You may kiss.”
He grabbed Tripp and dipped him, before kissing him stupid. They parted with a laugh and turned to face the applauding crowd.
“I’m pleased to introduce you to Mr. And Mr. Flanagan,” Derrick announced.
He and Tripp clasped their hands together and started up the aisle; smiling brightly. They got high fives, and pats on the shoulders as they walked past the rows of family and friends. Once they got to the lobby, Tripp grabbed Jayme and hugged him tight.
“We’re married,” Tripp croaked.
“Yeah, we are,” he chuckled.
“We made it.”
“We did.” He smiled.
“God, I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Tripp kissed him hard on the lips, before they were interrupted.
“Yay!” Elianna said as she hopped over and wrapped her arms around both of them.
They laughed as the rest of their wedding party joined in, giving them a group hug.
“Are you guys ready to party?” Seamus asked with a wicked grin.
“So ready,” Tripp said.
“Let’s do this.” He grinned.
After being introduced into the reception, they sat at their own little table. Dinner was served shortly after. The DJ played a nice mix of dinner music, including some Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin.
After dinner, it was time for their first dance as a married couple. As the music started, he took Tripp’s hand and pulled him against him. Tripp smiled softly as they wrapped their arms around each other. He took Tripp’s other hand and held it against his chest. They swayed to the song “To Make You Feel My Love” by Garth Brooks.
“You’re so gorgeous,” he murmured, unable to take his eyes off of Tripp’s.
Tripp smiled shyly, red creeping up his cheeks.
He gasped theatrically. “Did I just make you blush?”
“Shut up.”
He chuckled, and pulled Tripp in closer so that their cheeks touched. “I hope I can make you blush like that in bed tonight.”
“I’m dirtier than you are in bed, I don’t think you’re gonna make me blush.”
“I can certainly try,” he said, pulling back he could see Tripp’s face.
Tripp gave him a smile that was all challenge. “You most certainly can.”
He leaned in, and kissed Tripp softly on the lips.
“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” he said.
“Are you trying to make me cry?”
“No, I just needed you to know that.”
“Well, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me too, looks like we’re even.”
He grinned. “Okay.”
They kissed one more time as the song ended. The DJ started playing dance music to get everyone else out onto the dance floor. He left Tripp to dance with his sister on the dance floor, while he headed for the bar. He needed some booze before he started dancing.
At the bar, he sidled up next to Seamus and Mitch. “Why are you two not out there dancing?”
“We didn’t want to show you up at your wedding,” Seamus said with a devilish grin.
He barked out a laugh. “Yeah, okay.”
“Nah, we’ll go dance soon,” Seamus said.
“Okay. You know Tripp is gonna come find you if you don’t go out there.”
“Oh, I know,” Seamus laughed.
“How about a shot to celebrate you on your big day?” Mitch asked, and waved for the bartender. “Three shots of tequila, please.”
“Tequila? You trying to kill me?” Seamus muttered.
“No, just trying to get you drunk so I can get in your pants later.” He grinned.
Seamus rolled his eyes. “You know I don’t have to be drunk for you to get in my pants.”
“Having sex with you while your drunk is extremely fun.” Mitch laughed. “You’re so uninhibited and carefree, I can do whatever I want to you; and you don’t care.”
Seamus blushed hard, and Jayme laughed. “Don’t worry, Tripp would probably say the same thing about me,” he said.
“Not helping, Jayme.” Seamus groaned. “Can we do these shots now?”
They all picked up their shots, tapped them together; then downed them. He hissed at the burn, as he put the glass back on the bar. “Can I get a beer?” he asked the bartender.
The bartender cracked one open and set it on the bar for him. He took a swig to wash down the tequila.
“Ah, there he is,” Brendan’s voice said from behind him.
He turned to see Brendan, Will, Matt, and Phil walking up to the bar. Jayme smiled.
“Hey guys.”
“We need to do some shots,” Matt announced, and flagged down the bartender.
Jayme groaned. He was going to be hammered if they kept doing shots. After three shots, he waved off any more. He was already feeling it, and he wanted to remember his wedding day. He left the guys at the bar and went to find Tripp. He was just drunk enough to dance.
Tripp was in the center of the dance floor, dancing his cute little butt off with his mom, sister, and other relatives. He saw Jayme coming his way and smiled brightly. Tripp had lost his bow tie and jacket. His sleeves were rolled up, showing off his sexy forearms. Tripp held out his hand, and he took it; letting himself get pulled into the center of everyone. He danced with Tripp for a while, before taking a break. He got rid of his jacket and tie and rolled his sleeves up also.
He was sitting at his and Tripp’s table drinking a beer, when Tripp plopped down next to him. He stole his beer and downed the rest of it. He “Ahhhh-ed” loudly and wiped the back of his hand over his mouth. Jayme smirked.
“Having fun?” he asked.
“Yes. Are you?”
“Mmm hmm
.” He nodded. “Just needed a breather.”
“Yeah. I’m thirsty. I’m gonna go get a beer, do you want another one?”
“Sure, Babe.”
Tripp leaned over and popped a kiss on his cheek, before hopping up and heading to the bar. He came back a few minutes later with two beers and handed Jayme one.
“Thanks, Love,” he said.
“Here’s to the rest of our lives,” Tripp said, and tilted his beer bottle toward Jayme.
He smiled and tapped their bottles together. “To the rest of our lives.”
~~~
Tripp
Tripp and Jayme walked in their front door around two a.m. They were both exhausted, as they shuffled into the living room. River came running in from the kitchen to greet them with his whole body wiggling, and his tail whipping back and forth.
“Hey buddy,” he murmured. “Ya gotta go out?”
River spun and ran back into the kitchen. Guess that was a yes. He reached out and gave Jayme’s hand a squeeze. “I’ll be up shortly.”
“Okay.”
He went into the kitchen, to find River sitting by the back door. He opened the door and let him run out into their fenced in backyard. He waited there until River did his business and came back into the house. He locked up, shut out the lights, and made his way to the stairs.
He walked into their bedroom with River on his heels. He frowned when Jayme wasn’t there. He even looked in the bathroom. “Jayme?”
“In here,” Jayme called from across the hall.
Tripp walked into the room that they had set up as a nursery, to see Jayme standing next to the crib; holding a stuffed elephant that they had put in the crib. “Hey, everything okay? What are you doing in here?”
Jayme looked up, and his heart skipped a beat. He knew from Jayme’s expression, that the next words out of his mouth were going to change their life.
“I’m ready,” Jayme said with utter certainty.
“Really?” he replied, a slow grin taking over his face.
Jayme smiled softly and nodded, looking back down at the elephant. “Yeah. Let’s do it. Let’s have a baby.”
He whooped and went crashing into Jayme, crushing their mouths together. The kiss quickly turned heated, and needy. They hastily stripped out of their clothes, as they made their way across the hall to their bedroom; while still trying to kiss.
Jayme spun him and shoved him face first onto the bed. Jayme climbed up onto the bed behind him, grabbed his hips; and pulled him up to his knees. He waited, hoping Jayme was going to do what he thought he was going to do.
The first flick of Jayme’s tongue had him moaning wantonly. He kept his head and shoulders on the bed, while he reached between his legs to stroke his cock. Jayme used his hands to spread Tripp’s cheeks, so he could flick his tongue over Tripp’s hole. He pressed back against Jayme’s face, wanting more.
He groaned in disappointment when Jayme’s tongue disappeared. Jayme gave his ass cheek a sharp smack, that made him yelp. “What the hell?”
“Don’t move,” Jayme growled.
Jayme got off the bed and went to the closet. He watched him from between his legs, as he pulled a box out; then came back to the bed.
“I got you a little something,” Jayme said. “Close your eyes.”
He sighed, and closed his eyes. “I’d really like for you to be fucking me right now.”
“Don’t worry, this is going to feel just as good.”
He frowned in confusion.
He heard Jayme open the box, and then a minute later the snap of the lube cap. Then something hard, smooth, and cool pressed against his hole. He moaned as it entered him and hit his prostate. It wasn’t as big as Jayme’s cock, but it still filled him.
“You ready?” Jayme asked.
“For what?” he replied.
Jayme then did something, and it started vibrating.
“Oh, holy mother of God!” he cried.
It vibrated inside of him, and against his taint. He spread his legs wider and bucked his hips; fucking his hand.
“Shit, that’s hot. Keep jerking yourself off, Baby, come for me.”
“Jayme. Oh Fuck!”
He felt his orgasm building in the pit of his stomach. It was gonna be a big one, he could feel it. “Jayme, suck me off.”
Jayme moved so that Tripp straddled his face. He gripped Jayme’s short hair in one hand, while the other held him up. He fucked Jayme’s face, while his prostate got assaulted by the toy in his ass.
He came harder than he ever had before and shoved his cock too far down Jayme’s throat; making him gag. He was too far gone to apologize. His body trembled and twitched, as aftershocks rocked him.
“For the love of God, turn it off,” he wheezed.
Jayme chuckled, and pushed him so that he fell onto his back. He reached down and tried to turn it off himself, but he hit a button that upped the vibration. He bowed off the bed, unable to stop the guttural moan that tore up his throat.
“You sure you want me to turn it off? Seems like you’re enjoying it.”
“Off,” he pleaded. “Turn it off.”
Jayme took pity on him and turned the toy off. His body relaxed, and he panted heavily. “Jesus fucking Christ.”
“I’m guessing that was a good present?”
He could only grunt. He was spent. Jayme took the toy out, making him groan.
“I’m gonna go clean this off, because I want to use it now,” Jayme chuckled.
He lifted his hand, and let it flop back down to the bed in response; making Jayme laugh.
“Oh yeah, I’m using this,” Jayme said as he walked off to the bathroom to clean the toy.
Tripp was mostly recovered, when Jayme crawled back onto the bed a few minutes later.
“Come on, babe. I know you want to do it to me,” Jayme said, patting Tripp’s stomach.
“Yes, I do.”
He rolled over, and shoved Jayme back so that he was laying down. Jayme’s green eyes flickered with anticipation. He wanted it, and badly. Tripp guessed that after seeing him lose his fucking mind, he figured it had to be good. Oh, he couldn’t wait to show him just how good it was.
Jayme spread his legs, his hard cock laying on his lower belly. He grabbed the lube and poured some over the toy; before spreading some on Jayme’s hole. He then inserted the toy and looked at Jayme with a cocked eyebrow. Jayme gave him a nod, and he turned it on.
“Motherfucker!” Jayme cried, his hands gripping the sheets.
He sat on his heels in between Jayme’s spread thighs. Jayme’s cock jumped and pre-come dribbled from the tip. He lightly glided his hands up and down the inside of Jayme’s thighs.
Jayme reached for his cock, but Tripp grabbed his wrist. “Wait. Do you think you could come without touching yourself?”
Jayme’s body shuddered, and he nodded. “Yes. Turn it up.”
Tripp moaned, his spent cock twitching back to life. He turned up the vibration, then went back to rubbing Jayme’s thighs. Jayme’s hips rolled, and his chest heaved with the force of his breaths. Fuck, this was the sexiest thing he had ever seen.
He reached down and started jerking himself off, as he watched Jayme get off on the toy. He didn’t usually come twice in a row but watching Jayme like this had another orgasm quickly building. He moved so that he was kneeling next to Jayme’s side.
“You too?” Jayme asked, his eyes glazed over from the pleasure.
“Yeah, I’m gonna come too. You close?”
“Right on the edge.”
“Come on, I know you can do it without touching yourself. Let me see it.”
“Oh fuck. I’m coming.”
He watched as Jayme’s cock slightly lifted off his stomach and started sending out spurts of cum all over his stomach; some even going as far as his chest. Jayme moaned long and low, his abs clenching hard as he gripped the pillow above his head.
He grunted as he came on Jayme’s stomach. Jayme’s body twitched and convulsed w
ith the aftershocks that the toy gave, because it was still vibrating against the prostate. He smirked, then reached over to turn it off. Jayme’s body instantly relaxed.
“Fuck me, that was good.” Jayme panted.
“Yeaahhh,” he drawled.
After a few minutes of recovery, they got all cleaned up; then got back into bed. He laid with his body half draped over Jayme, with his head on Jayme’s shoulder. Jayme had his arm wrapped around him and was lightly drawing circles around his shoulder.
“I guess we’ll call Elianna in the morning, and let her know,” he murmured.
“Sure.”
“Goodnight, husband,” he muttered sleepily.
Jayme kissed his forehead. “Night, husband.”
EPILOGUE
Tripp
A YEAR and a half later...
Tripp stood next to his sister at the head of the bed. Jayme was right behind him. Brett stood on the other side. She’d been in labor for twelve hours and was finally pushing. In a matter of minutes, he and Jayme were going to be proud parents of a baby boy. Zayne Eli Flanagan. Since Elianna had such a huge part in him coming into the world, they wanted to incorporate part of her name into his; that’s where Eli came from.
“You’re almost there, Baby, you can do it,” Brett said, and wiped her sweaty forehead with a rag.
Elianna screamed through her clenched teeth, as she pushed again.
“The head is out!” The doctor announced, then started giving her more instructions.
His heart pounded. This was really happening. He was about to be a father. He glanced back at Jayme, who was smiling from ear to ear.
Another big push, and the baby was out. The first little wail brought tears to his eyes. They wiped the baby off a bit, before placing him on Elianna’s chest. She smiled through tears and tried to soothe the crying baby.
“Hi, Zayne. It’s okay, I know it’s scary. You’ll be okay. You got two daddies that are going to take wonderful care of you,” she cooed.
A couple minutes later, the nurse took the baby to clean him better; and get his weight and height. While the doctors took care of Elianna, the nurse brought their little burrito around to them. She handed him to Tripp.
