The Wedding Planner

by GA Hauser

  “It is.”

  “One condom?”

  “Yes.”

  Jordon tore one off the strip and placed it and the lube on the bed.

  Without a word, Tyler reached out to him. Jordon returned to his position on top of Tyler, between his legs. With tenderness that Jordon had never felt before in his life, Tyler caressed Jordon’s face and brought him to his lips. The light licks and swirls, the pressing of their mouths together set Jordon on fire. Kissing Tyler like this - slow, unhurried, and affectionate - Jordon kept asking himself if he had ever felt this way before.

  No.

  The answer to the question he kept asking was no.

  No woman had kissed him this way. No woman had handled him with so much devotion and passion. And no woman had made his cock so hard it was literally oozing with pre-come.

  The leisurely kissing began to get heated. Jordon whimpered as Tyler allowed Jordon to simulate fucking him orally with his tongue.

  Jordon leaned on his forearms so he could lie comfortably over Tyler’s chest and moved his hands and fingers against Tyler’s shoulders, stroking him. Tyler cupped the back of Jordon’s head and deepened the kiss. And that didn’t even begin to describe the hot, sweaty grinding going on from crotch to crotch. Jordon was seriously not on the planet any longer. The tactile rush was blowing his mind.

  Gently, slowly, Tyler broke their kiss. As they panted to catch their breaths, Jordon never released his gaze from those loving blue eyes.

  Tyler shifted under him. Jordon raised his weight off Tyler’s body. Tyler opened the wrapper and slid a condom onto Jordon’s erection.

  Jordon’s heart skipped a beat. He could not wait to be inside this man.

  Out of the corner of his eye, Jordon could see Tyler pick up the lube. Jordon didn’t want to look away from Tyler’s face or miss his expressions as Tyler prepared for their first union, two lovers becoming one. As Tyler ran his hand over Jordon’s length, Jordon shivered visibly.

  Tyler drew back his knee, and with his own hand, he massaged the slick gel into his ass.

  Jordon watched that act, licking his lips in hunger. He remembered his brother telling him a magic spot was in there. He couldn’t wait to see the pleasure on Tyler’s face when he found it.

  The lubrication was set aside. While their stares connected, Tyler drew Jordon’s cock toward his body. Jordon began to gasp for air, he was so excited.

  When the tip of Jordon’s cock rested on Tyler’s ring, Tyler grabbed Jordon by his upper arms and pulled him close. “Make love to me, Jordon,” Tyler hissed, sending shivers all over Jordon's length.

  His jaw tensing at the thrill, Jordon pushed in. The first sense of being connected, penetrating this man so intimately, was like a rush of pure adrenaline. He gasped and closed his eyes.

  “More…” Tyler purred, raising his hips to tighten their union.

  As they pressed their bodies together, sealing their commitment and their devotion, Jordon thought he had found nirvana.

  “How is my lover doing?” Tyler asked.

  The care Tyler was showing made Jordon’s throat tighten with emotion, “So good…”

  “Baby, make love to me.”

  At the encouragement, Jordon began pumping, forcing himself to look at Tyler. Tyler had closed his eyes from the passion, his lips parted, his eyebrows furrowed. Jordon couldn’t believe how beautiful he was at that moment. As his confidence grew, Jordon's hips plunged deeper with more masculine thrusts.

  When Tyler grunted in pleasure and his body began to quiver under him, Jordon didn’t want to blink. Tyler raised his hips in a deep, swirling, grinding rhythm that made Jordon’s cock ache for release. Tyler arched his back, opening his mouth and grunting in ecstasy, shooting creamy semen over his own taut chest. At the sight of Tyler in climax, Jordon came, jamming his hips against Tyler’s, both their cocks throbbing inside and between them.

  And as if to help prolong Jordon’s orgasm, Tyler gripped Jordon’s ass and pulled it as tightly as he could to himself, moaning in the most luscious way Jordon had ever heard another human being moan.

  As he recuperated, Tyler holding him tight, Jordon didn’t know whether to be shocked, or overjoyed, or a little of both.

  Tyler unraveled his bent knees to stretch out on the bed. Jordon’s cock slipped out of Tyler. Tyler wrapped Jordon up in his embrace and squeezed. “You are amazing,” Tyler crooned.

  “Thank you, Tyler.” Jordon pressed his face into Tyler’s neck, hugging him as close as he could.

  “Did you enjoy it?”

  “God, yes.”

  “Would you do it with me again?”

  Jordon leaned back to see Tyler’s face. Instead of a verbal answer, he met Tyler’s lips, kissing him passionately.

  ***

  After they washed up, Tyler cradled Jordon in his arms. Lulled close to sleep, Jordon overlapped Tyler’s body, his head on Tyler’s chest, his leg across Tyler’s thighs, all the while Tyler combing his fingers through Jordon’s hair.

  Bliss.

  Jordon finally understood what “head over heels in love” meant. The warmth of their skin, the dewy sweat, and being sated sexually made him feel complete as a man as well as part of an intimate couple. Maybe you did just know when it was right. Perhaps true love wasn’t the stuff of fairytales.

  Jordon tried to find motivation, because since Tyler’s arrival at around eleven that morning they had neither eaten nor moved off the bed. Jordon asked lazily, “Anywhere you have to be?”

  “Nope.”

  “No work on a Monday?”

  “My friend Elijah is taking care of it for me.”

  Jordon thought about it. “You took time off during wedding season to be here with me?”

  “I did. You don’t think I know what’s important, Jordon?”

  That was a new one. Jordon couldn’t imagine being someone’s number one priority. “I wouldn’t want you to lose any work because of me.”

  “First of all, I won’t. Secondly, I really don’t like the work very much.”

  “I know. I can tell.” Jordon smoothed his hand along Tyler’s hip to his pubic hair. “It said on your MySpace you were networking and would like to meet other models, actors, and agents.”

  “It’s not important. Let’s just worry about you.” Tyler kissed his forehead. “How much time have you taken off?”

  “A week.”

  “Are you going to stay here?”

  “I haven’t thought that far ahead. I just needed to get away from the city.”

  “Was Fawn living with you?”

  “No. She stayed there a few days a month. Ironically, she and Camisha share an apartment. Though she does have a key and some personal possessions at my place, it’s not much. She mostly wore my clothes.”

  “Your clothes?”

  “Yeah, you know. Slept in my t-shirts, shit like that.”

  Tyler kissed him again in comfort, rubbing his arm.

  Jordon accidentally brushed against Tyler’s soft cock as he caressed him. Tyler gave no reaction. Jordon assumed he was deep in thought from the topic of conversation.

  Jordon took a peek at it. Yes, he’d seen it come, but he hadn’t touched it yet.

  It didn’t look much different from his own. They were both circumcised and similarly endowed. Tyler’s pubic hair was jet black, however, where his was chocolate brown. Other than that… a cock was a cock, wasn’t it?

  “Do you think Fawn will go into your condo on her own and take back her things?”

  “Probably.” Jordon smoothed his hand around Tyler’s cock, not touching it.

  “Are you afraid she’ll get nasty? Vandalize it?”

  “If she does, she does. What the fuck am I supposed to do?” Jordon ran his hand down Tyler’s wide thigh. Jordon got a glimpse of Tyler’s balls as his limp cock rested on them.

  “Did you have any idea she was attracted to women?”

  “I should have been. She really detested anything to do with my dic
k.” Jordon brushed against Tyler’s with the back of his hand, curious to see what it felt like. It felt like his.

  “Really? Like, never touched it? I assume you must have made love.”

  “We did. We did make love.” Jordon made a bold move. He cupped his hand over Tyler’s nice package.

  “I don’t want to talk about Fawn anymore,” Tyler said.

  “Me neither.” Jordon massaged it gently. “Man, it is weird touching another guy’s dick.”

  “I’m trying to remember my first time.”

  Jordon loved how it began to get hard. His did as well, just from the pleasure of making Tyler hard. “You must have been very young.”

  “I was. The first time I sucked a man’s cock was on film.”

  Jordon sat up to look at Tyler.

  Tyler nodded it was true.

  “Holy shit.” Jordon kept his hand in contact with Tyler’s dick. “Are you serious?”

  “Yes. I was fifteen and knew I liked cock, but I had never sucked one yet.”

  “You must have been very nervous.”

  “I was. The guy I gave head to was a pro. He’d been in dozens of films before the one he did with me.”

  “Fifteen and on film,” Jordon said. “Tyler…”

  “I know. Hell, what can I do about it now?”

  Jordon looked at Tyler’s lovely male anatomy. He was still holding onto it, and now Tyler’s dick was almost completely erect as it protruded from Jordon’s hand. “Did your family know?”

  “Fuck, no. Are you kidding me?” Tyler coughed in a laugh.

  “Do they know now?”

  “No.”

  Jordon stared back at Tyler’s cock. A thing of beauty? An object of fantasy? It was just a man’s penis. Not that out of the ordinary.

  Wrong.

  There was nothing ordinary about Tyler Holliday’s cock. Jordon was beginning to have a very fond, if not carnal, attachment to it. He leaned over, licking his lips; Jordon wanted a taste.

  “You sure you’re ready for that, Buck?”

  Jordon glanced at Tyler’s smile and replied, “If a fifteen-year-old boy could do it on camera, a thirty-year-old stockbroker should have the fucking balls to try it.”

  “I was gay. I loved cock, Mr. Buck.”

  “I’m getting the feeling I’m in love with this cock, Mr. Holliday.”

  “Yeah?”

  “Yeah,” Jordon snickered wickedly.

  “Give it a taste.”

  Jordon made himself comfortable next to Tyler, who propped his head up on the pillows to watch.

  The semi-erection was now a full blown hard on. After looking at his own, equally engorged member, Jordon wet his lips in anticipation. He kissed the head of Tyler’s cock, tasting it off his lips. There was no flavor that he could detect. He got up his nerve and licked it.

  When he did, Tyler’s hips jerked upward and he whimpered.

  Jordon peeked at him. “Damn, you’re easy to please.”

  Through heaving breaths, Tyler replied, “I just can’t fucking believe Jordon Buck is licking my cock.”

  That comment set Jordon on fire. The look of longing and adoration once again gave him so much confidence and power, Jordon felt reborn. His focus back on the task at hand, literally, Jordon licked it again. It was delightful. Clean, smooth, soft, slightly salty, just like the skin everywhere on Tyler.

  “Ahhh… Jordon…”

  “Man,” Jordon laughed, “what would you do if I stuck it into my mouth?”

  “Spurt. Be forewarned.”

  “You’d come just from it being in my mouth?”

  “Fuck, yeah. Are you kidding me? You have any idea how many times I’ve dreamed of you doing this to me?”

  Jordon had no reply. It was so wonderful to be that desirable to someone, he couldn’t think of a thing to say.

  “I love you, Jordon. Do what you’re comfortable with. I have no expectations and will adore you for whatever you give me.”

  “Who the hell are you?” Jordon laughed. “No one has ever said those things to me. No expectations? Happy with what you get?”

  “I’m a man who is wild about you. That’s who I am.” Tyler sat up to kiss his lips, then dropped down again on the pillow.

  Jordon savored the taste of Tyler’s mouth and gazed back at that engorged cock again. He had held it in his fingers so it was upright during the conversation, and it was throbbing on and off in a delightful way the entire time.

  Jordon smoothed his cheek against the silky, hot skin of that organ. When a sticky drop dragged across his face, Jordon became interested instantly. He ran the head of Tyler’s cock along his lips so he could taste this mysterious concoction. It certainly wasn’t objectionable. Tangy, savory… he took a good lick.

  “Ahh!” Tyler’s hips jerked up in response.

  All of the muscles in Tyler’s stomach and chest tensed when he reacted. The sight of that fit, athletic form put Jordon into heat. “Christ, Tyler…”

  “I’m sorry.”

  “Sorry? Sorry I’m gorgeous, Jordon? Sorry I look like a fucking Olympic athlete, Jordon?”

  “All right, be quiet.” Tyler grinned shyly.

  “You be quiet and let me figure this out.”

  “Promise… er, no. I can’t promise. Your tongue and lips are driving me out of my fucking mind.”

  “I haven’t even done anything to you yet.”

  “I’m shutting up now.” Tyler smiled.

  Jordon settled down and once again licked the head over the slit, tasting Tyler’s pre-come juices. Gasps, breathy hisses of desire and rapture, were now a constant hum in Jordon’s ears. They were making him so hot his own cock was beginning to drip as well.

  Jordon closed his eyes, allowing Tyler’s appetizing aroma to fill his senses. Jordon opened his lips and took the head of Tyler’s cock into his mouth. Tyler groaned in elation. Jordon was getting such a thrill out of pleasing this hunk he almost forgot he was actually sucking another man’s penis.

  “Jordon… oh, Jordon…”

  He just couldn’t remember Fawn being this keen on anything he did. One time, way in the beginning of their courtship, he vaguely recalled some dramatic orgasmic scene she had obviously performed for him, but he never knew if she was faking it. He did now.

  Jordon let Tyler’s erection penetrate deeper into his mouth. Then he actually sucked. An “augh” sound of pleasure came from Tyler and he raised his hips again in reflex. The more Tyler reacted, the more Jordon liked it. It was a damn blowjob. There was nothing not to like. It was delightful and certainly shouldn’t have been something Fawn was so reluctant to do. Christ! He could do it! Why couldn’t she?

  What’s the big fucking deal, Fawn? Look! Just suck it, you prima donna. And with that sentiment in his head, he went for it, gripping Tyler’s cock around the base, squeezing it. Jordon sucked from his fingers to the tip, drawing tight and hard on it, and moaning as he did because it was turning him on so much he was ready to spurt with Tyler.

  “I’m getting close, babe,” Tyler warned, his hands clenching, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

  Come. Come. Come.

  “I’m serious, Jordon! I can’t hold back.”

  Come! Come! Come!

  “Fuck!” Tyler howled, arching his back and his body convulsing.

  The first blast stunned Jordon. It was thick and hot and covered the back of his tongue. Just as he gulped it down, another surge filled his mouth. His eyes widened in shock. Down it went. He paused, waiting for a third blast. Jordon breathed through his nose as his lips stayed put. When Tyler’s cock continued to throb, but no longer shot out semen, he slowly backed away and caught his breath.

  Before he could even open his mouth to say a word, Tyler leapt up, taking him into his arms, and cried, “I love you! Oh-my-God, Jordon Buck, you amazing fucking man!”

  He was smothered in kisses, pressed down on the bed and lavished with so much gratitude, Jordon was giddy.

  “Love you… love you…�
� Tyler ran his lips down Jordon’s neck to his sternum.

  Jordon wriggled in pleasure. He had never had a sex session like this in his entire life. Never. Bryan! You fucking SOB! This is what sex is like for you? I hate you! Hate you! Jordon almost laughed at his jealousy of his brother.