The Pervert And The Virgin – Part Twenty-Seven


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Patricia had come over to practice her new improved meatloaf and we promised we wouldn't be offended if Stephen, Belinda and the two monks left right after eating. Tracy had made Tipsy tart. My housekeeper wrapped an arm around me and scolded me all the way up to the apartment for not getting enough rest. J and Tracy got our luggage upstairs. They allowed me to carry the case with my mace in it. The rest of the gang had chatted with Elaine, Adam and Lao on Skype while we drove back. They'd filled them in on all the shenanigans I'd been up to over the weekend. I told them to allow for exaggerations. Lawrence had helped them get a look at the plans for the different structures.


Once we'd said goodnight to Stephen, Belinda and the monks we all gathered in the living room to chat. Patricia asked if she could visit more often to brush up on her cooking skills and recipes because the orphanage would be opening soon. Everybody was happy to have her cook for us. I told her we could work on baking Wednesday afternoons so the construction crew got their Thursday treats. Tracy reminded me I had a meeting with the principal in the morning so I headed to bed early.


Brother Murray joined us for breakfast. Stephen told me Brother Murray would be on a special mission for a few days but he'd have time to work on the school lunches. Frederick told me I couldn't just deposit three hundred thousand in Bram's personal bank account for incidental expenses on the projects. He begged me to leave everything to him. I only agreed when he promised Bram would have a huge surplus of cash at his disposal. Bram promised to get everything done if I was able to cover the costs I explained to Frederick. My housekeeper came over and kissed my cheek. Then she took the cellphone from me and told Frederick she was overseeing the project so he wouldn't need to deal with me.


“What am I going to do for the next three weeks?” I asked her when she ended her call.


“Rohan has a good point.” Belinda said. “The last thing you want is him with time on his hands.”


“I'll hand him off to Lao.” my housekeeper said. “Then he can visit Daizan and Mu for a few days. Tracy will help him plan Adam's birthday party so he doesn't spend too much. Petersen and Leif are going to be back soon so he can spend a few days with them. Stephen told me of your promise not to visit the cabin until your honeymoon so you will share your honeymoon with Adam's birthday. You don't mind do you?”


“I don't mind at all. I'd consider it an honor.” I said. “We'll have a blast. Provided he doesn't mind sharing it with me.”


“He feels the same way as you.” my housekeeper said. “Stephen checked with him before making you promise not to visit the cabin.”


“There's also Patricia's cooking lessons.” Tracy added. “Rohan can also help her get things organized. Sanne has the plans for the garden drawn up. Rohan wanted to help with the garden so we'll put him in charge. Those wonderful cheerleaders you helped have talked the botany students into planting them for us. There's more but I'll cry if I talk about it.”


“What Tracy is unable to share now is that the orphanage will be full from the start with sixty children.” Leslie said. “We're keeping this as a surprise for Richard and Lawrence. Rohan they are kids from other areas who haven't been able to find foster parents. They are hoping to find some by moving to a new area. That's why Patricia is in such a state about her cooking skills.”


“Petersen can help with that when he gets back. Leif loves gardening and children so we'll rope him in.” I said. “They can stay at the orphanage until the kids move in. Will all the kids be there for the opening?”


“Patricia has two charter buses to bring the kids to the orphanage.” Leslie said. “They will be there when the doors open.”


“Good. I am feeling like Bram.” I said. “All that's missing is Dr. Phyllis with her syringes and Catherine to put me through my paces.”


“They'll be here tomorrow morning.” Tracy said. “Lao is chatting with them this afternoon. Now it's time for us to head over to the school.”


“Elaine will be here soon with Adam and she can help me with lunch.” my housekeeper assured me. “Shepherd's pie for dinner with trifle for dessert. Juliet offered to spank you before you got started on the shepherd's pie. Belinda you can ask Tracy to explain on the way to the school. I'm as much in the dark as you.”


On the way over I called the principal to say our party had grown by three. Because this would officially involve the order Brother Robert and Brother Phillip would be on guard. I sighed when Belinda said with an overseer of a continent and the grand master together they couldn't be asked not to stand guard.


“A very long story.” I said to the principal and suggested she humor us. “Seems this is a quasi-official visit so we must observe some of the forms.”


“Consider it a training exercise in security.” Brother Murray suggested. “I lost my way a little and slipped into some bad habits of mind and body so I am grateful to you for giving me the opportunity to make amends. Murray is sufficient. This is Stephen and Belinda. They are here to help stop Rohan from smothering you in too much goodwill.”


“I'm glad I'm not the only one to think he is doing a little too much.” she said.


“We've got Rohan to at least admit to it.” Belinda said. “Believe it or not he is actually starting to work on curbing things.”


Brother Murray went on to explain he knew some doctors who would love to offer their services for free. They would have a nurse in attendance as well. Naturally we'd assign the girls lady doctors and nurses. I explained that Brother Murray would coordinate things between the doctors, nurses, nutritionists and counselors to help free up my time. He would be reporting to me. Sophie and Amanda would keep an eye on things as well. When we were leaving I let her know Leslie, Amanda and Sophie would like to chat with her about homeschooling the boys. I promised this wouldn't affect my involvement in the school lunch project. This was something my company would be associated with for many, many years I assured her. Introducing her to Brother Murray, Stephen and Belinda was my way of showing my commitment to the project. She thanked us all and laughed at the startled expression on our guards when I kissed them for doing such a great job. Tracy swatted my ass and told me to behave.


The principal told us the kids were about to take their lunch break if we wanted to ambush the boys. All of us agreed we couldn't miss this opportunity to embarrass the boys. Stephen said it was unlikely being kissed by two pretty ladies would cause much embarrassment to the two of them. He was proved correct. The other kids even thought it was cool when I lifted the boys up and held them for their kisses from the ladies. When Stephen apologized for having to leave right away Dylan thanked him for coming over. Morgan made Brother Murray promise to check in with him on the spoil Rohan campaign. Belinda said it was a great name for their secret project because it would make me nervous. The boys said they were hoping I'd offer some bribes for reassurance. Tracy let me know I couldn't begin to imagine how much spoiling was going on.


Belinda warned me to work hard on adding flesh to my bones. She was going to nearby for the next couple of months helping with the spoil Rohan campaign and other projects. Stephen told the three monks it was refreshing to see a lowly nun threaten to spank her Grand Master. I told him there was no lowly nun in sight just these two pretty ones. When we drove away Tracy seemed a little disappointed when I showed no curiosity about the spoil Rohan campaign. There's no point in worrying about something none of you will let me be involved in to the slightest degree I explained. Besides between Sane, Bram and my housekeeper running things with the rest of you guys what can I possibly add I asked her.


When we got back to the apartment Tracy told my housekeeper the new Rohan was here to stay. Elaine suggested she have a chat with Sanne. Tracy calmly said there were some qualities of the old Rohan we wanted to keep. Elaine told me Leslie was chatting with Adam and Amanda in the spare room. She thanked me again for letting Adam stay over. Lao had examined them both and suggest some herbs just to help them stay on track. We waited for the session to end and had lunch together. I thanked Elaine when she said she had to return to keep an eye on the hordes descending upon my cabin and new land.


“The entire place is at your disposal until I get there on my honeymoon.” I said. “You won't allow anybody to make use of the cabin who isn't respectful. Let Stephen know if anybody argues with you. I'll call him to let him know you, Sanne and Bram speak with my voice.”


“That will make the next three weeks interesting.” Elaine said with a grin when Adam warned her about church politics. “Tracy bedding a monk or two will prove satisfying in many ways. Think of the delight I'll get telling my grandchildren I bedded a monk.”


Amanda and Adam walked Elaine to her car. Leslie suggested we have a check-in session before Morgan and Dylan got home. Like Tracy she was surprised at my calm acceptance of being kept in the dark about the projects at the cabin and on my new land. I admitted there wasn't total acceptance of it and every so often a little bit of anxiety would flare up but I'd take care of it with a mantra. Besides if I make getting the house and garden perfect then I am placing something above Tim in importance which I refuse to do. We can honeymoon beneath a canvas tarp for all I care.


Morgan and Dylan were chatting with Brother Murray. They asked me to stay at the foot of the stairs while they closed the video feed. I asked Brother Murray to have Stephen join us for a moment and chatted about the authority I'd given Sanne, Bram and Elaine. He told me Brother Michael was here to give him a hand if anybody needed a reminder to mind their manners. One of them would sleep on the new land and the other at the cabin he assured me. Belinda told me Stephen was conducting all his meetings and appointments over Skype for the next four weeks. I promised to send Christopher and Garth straight on when they arrived. Petersen will follow with Leif when they've taken care of the orphanage I told him. Once again I was asked if I really was okay with giving up control. I told them either I trust my obstreperous Order or I don't.


“Rohan is busy Wednesday and Thursday.” Tracy told them. “Subject to his okay I have booked us two rooms in a lovely bed and breakfast near Daizan's monastery. Christopher sent me an email asking me to remind you about Genta's DNA report. The booking is tentative, Boss, so if you have other plans we can cancel.”


“That's perfect.” I said. “I've missed Daizan and Mu. Do you think we could?”


“The monks requested a vegetable and meat curry.” Tracy told me. “Mu suggested beef. Daizan requested a bread and butter pudding if you wouldn't mind. He said if a little brandy happened to find its way in the dessert he'd know it was accidental. What sort of a personal assistant would I be if I failed to arrange for you to cook for the monks? A lousy one is what I'd be. Petersen told me to let him know how many monks we were cooking for and he'd let me know the quantities. Rohan we're still adjusting to the new you. Daizan knows to supplement his weekly order by making use of your open account for them so you don't need to spend a thousand dollars on a meal.”


“Have fun Rohan.” Belinda said. “Hans, I'm on my way. Hop in the wheelbarrow and we'll race your dad to the top.”


“Hans is working so he can buy you a wedding gift.” Dylan said. “He spent all his savings on Adam's book. Tracy he will have more than doubled his savings even after buying the books when he is finished. Dad won't mind baking him extra desserts as a reward.”


“Rohan we let him know you wouldn't be upset if he bought you a cookbook.” Morgan said. “Especially if it happens to have recipes for desserts.”


“I want lots of pictures of that miscreant at work and tell Sanne to let me know if he needs fattening up.” I said. “Dylan we'll mail him Tipsy tart and fruit pies.”


Lawrence got issued with orders to take extra pictures of Hans for me. Juliet arrived just before I was about to start dinner. She led me upstairs and on the way explained how the boys had asked her to spank me to test a theory about shepherd's pies. I told the grinning boys I'd get my revenge soon enough. Juliet told the boys she'd record it for them. The tender paddling was just what I needed to help me relax and ground myself. Sometimes the energy from the cabin lingered for a couple of days. This dusting of my ass did a good job of dusting off the lingering energy.


“Go wreak your revenge.” Juliet said kissing my lips softly. “The boys are waiting for you in the bathroom.”


Slapping a wet bottom has a satisfying sound and sting to it. The boys got bent over my left thigh with their hands and toes touching the ground. I had fun slapping at their cute butts. Morgan suggested to Dylan it seemed I wasn't taking spanking them seriously enough to give them the respect they wanted. He agreed a serious fucking would make up for any laxity in their spanking. The blows soon became seriously sound.


“I hope your ouch holy crap fucking happy now Morgan.” Dylan said as his body jerked under the force of my blows.


“How's it my fault he's mistaking me ow fucking hell for Adam?” Morgan protested as I ended the spanking with a flurry of a dozen blows.


I lay Morgan down on top of Dylan's back and used soap as lubricant. Sliding my fingers from one ass to the other gave them a clue about what to expect. When they were both well aroused I plunged into Morgan's ass. Six of the very best strokes got applied to each of them. Then I increased the number of strokes in random increments as I fucked them both. Changing the angle of my penetration I managed to get off inside Morgan's ass without causing either of them to cum. The climaxed almost immediately when I took them cock and balls in a glorious double-team.


The boys lay slumped on the floor watching as I washed myself. I dragged them onto the bathmat by the ankles before leaving the bathroom. Tracy found them lying there ten minutes later. They talked her into carrying them down to the couch. She gave them a brandy and soda. Tracy told me whatever the boys had promised to pay Juliet it seemed like they got a bargain. She laughed when I stopped pouring red wine into the pot and calmly drained the remainder from the bottle. When she offered me a glass I pulled her close and let her stir the pot for a bit. Leslie had prepared some jello for the trifle yesterday so it hadn't taken me long to prepare dessert. This was a dessert it was best to prepare ahead of the main course. All I had left to do was assemble the pies and bake them. Sauteed vegetables were keeping warm in the slow cookers.


Sophie sat between the two still grinning boys and draped an arm over each of them. Dylan told her it was the fun of it that kept them smiling and chuckling. She even smiled with them when he described how I'd smacked them. Juliet kindly refused to raise her fee for my spanking saying it was good to see her services so well received. Abby warned my housekeeper to keep an eye on me because I was having way too much fun between breaking into houses to secretly deliver fruit pie and having my way with two innocent lads. We played some Smurf Racer because I was sending them off to spend time with their folks straight after dinner. J popped downstairs to deliver two single-sering trifles to Amanda and Adam before we ate so he wouldn't forget. When he returned he gave me two thank you kisses. Amanda was taking Adam out for dinner and a movie. I sighed and took a long swallow of my wine. Just happy for them I told Abby who promptly kissed me. To be fair she kissed Trevor right afterward.


Soon after we said goodnight to Adam, Morgan and their folks Tracy reminded me to brew up some tea and make a smoothie. Lao had me on a maintenance program as well. Belinda had admitted she'd convinced Lao to put me on it because she didn't have to take the medicine. I surprised Tracy by saying I'd get right on it. Most of the others were getting ready to go so I could have an early night. Tracy stayed to help me prepare my bedside tray. She insisted on taking a picture of me in bed with my novel. Then she complained because nobody would believe the time stamp on it. I told her to have fun at the coffee shop. Tracy grinned and thanked me for the reminder.


We left before the boys woke on Wednesday morning. I let Tracy drive so I could concentrate on my mocha, the sunrise and relaxing. This would be my first trip to the monastery after Genta's passing. Tracy agreed it was a two mocha morning so we stopped on the way. I flirted equally with the young lady and guy working behind the counter. Tracy warned him not to go into the bathroom if it was just me in there. I swatted her lightly on the butt before heading for a table. I pretended not to hear the young lady say she could manage an empty coffee shop on her own for a few minutes nor see her wink at me. Tracy remained at the counter chatting when I got up to follow the young man into the bathroom a minute later.


This was one of those lovely shops that had single occupancy bathrooms for girls and guys. I took the unlocked door as a favorable omen. We kissed passionately as I unfastened his pants. Both he said when I asked if he wanted me to suck or fuck him. Before he could change his mind I knelt and cupped his ass in my hands. Using only my mouth I got his cock inside me and sucked hard.


“How did you know?” he asked me when I took a small bottle of lube from my pocket.


“Never leave home with out.” I said and smiled when he laughed gently.


Damn he had a cute, tight ass. Spreading his legs made getting inside of him even more delightfully challenging. He braced himself against the wall and let me hammer away at him. I growled against the back of his neck when I climaxed.


“I'm sorry for the delay but there's a blockage they're trying to fix.” I heard the young lady saying as I opened the door.


“Sorry it took so long.” I apologized to the two guys waiting for the bathroom. “There were two blockages that we had to take care of in there. Place your order and the drinks will be on me for the inconvenience.”


That soothed their ruffled feathers. You guys made my morning, he made my entire day great and I get to make their morning a good one I said as I paid for their drinks. I was scrupulous in leaving just a twenty-five per cent tip. There was no way I wanted them to think I was paying for the fun in the bathroom. The young lady was smart enough to understand and smiled her thanks at me. Happy to help I responded when he called out thanks for my assistance with the blockage in the bathroom. I even got a second thank you from one of the formerly unhappy customers. Tracy managed to get us out of the parking area before she burst out laughing.


“Yes, I am feeling better.” I said honestly. “Thank you for agreeing it was a two mocha day. Let's check in at the bed and breakfast first. I'd like to meditate before we go to the monastery.”


Tracy had just joined me in my room when there was a knock at the door. Jill had brought us a pot of tea with a basket of hot, buttered muffins. She smiled when Tracy told her if I began to expect such spoiling from her then Jill would be in trouble. I told Jill I kept bringing Tracy with me in the hope she'd learn from Jill's example. Tracy told me I'd make Jill a very rich lady before Tracy brought hot, buttered muffins and tea to my room. You are so lucky good underpaid help is hard to find I told Tracy around a mouthful of muffin. Jill laughed and left us to enjoy our tea.


I enjoyed Tracy's presence when I meditated. Daizan agreed it was fitting we had this discussion in the kitchen when I told him we needed some brunch. The chefs were given the rest of the day off once they told me what they had planned for lunch. Mu and Daizan sat down to read the report while I helped Tracy. She was in charge of the ham and eggs while I made the biscuits. Even though they'd had breakfast Mu and Daizan joined us for a breakfast biscuit.


Mu complimented Christopher and Garth for using DNA to trace lineage. He explained to Tracy monks and nuns seldom bothered with birth certificates. Genta had always been simply Genta. Daizan admitted he hadn't known anything about his lineage until now. He asked me how we had access to DNA from past monks. I told him members of the Order traveled extensively through the East as merchants. They always made a point of stopping to pay homage at the remains of local sages. Some hair or nail or simply a piece of clothing would be collected. Obviously we didn't know about DNA all that long ago so the reason for collecting these samples had been to get a sense of the energy to compare it between the sages. The idea was to see if replicating the feel of the energy would be enough for monks to open to the Divine. We lost a lot of our drive when we realized to duplicate the energy meant working through our own stuff first I admitted. The habit of collecting samples continued though just on the off-chance it might prove useful.


“Tracy we aren't really that patient or far-seeing.” I said. “Honestly I think it became a bit of a game and enough of our monks genuinely did want to pay homage. I certainly feel that way about Genta and a few others here. The names on that list will mean more to you, Daizan, than they do to me. Christopher is happy to answer any questions you have. Hope it helps you.”


“Thank you, Rohan, it helps a lot.” Daizan said. “I will call and thank your two British hooligans. After what Rohan did to help Genta despite the illusionary nature of a physical family I find to comforting to think of all these people who went before us. Tracy the best part is they are only the connections to our sages or most enlightened priests. There is none of the stuff about relatives who've embarrassed or disgraced us. Finding any connection at all is a true blessing.”


“They'll still be up if you want to call now.” I said. “Tracy we need to get lunch started. Why don't you see if we have some Polish mineral water in the pantry? I don't want us to dehydrate. Some cheese, bread and olives would be a welcome snack.”


“I'm sure this table got cleaned just the other month.” Tracy said with a sniff as she placed cheese and bread on it. “Damn I miss the old coot and I hardly knew him. How you manage is beyond me.”


“Lots of grief tea, a lot of mantras and the wise Lady inside me holds me while I cry.” I said as I picked up some cheese and bread.


“To friendships!” Tracy said raising her glass. I joined her in the toast. “I really ought to get around to canceling my standing order for bread, cheese and olives one day.”


“There's no rush.” I said. “Genta won't mind the monks eating his olives now. He'll be too busy celebrating not having to eat my cooking. Now let's see what we can do to save this attempt at a soup. We'll make some savory Irish soda bread. Tracy you can pack a lot of flavor into it and fresh bread always smells good.”


Tracy insisted on the two of us serving the monks lunch and wouldn't allow any of the monks help with the dishes. She relented and allowed us two helpers for dinner. Daizan and Mu pulled rank to get the job. Mu came out with our bottle of Polish mineral water and we toasted Genta. I found cooking with Daizan to be very healing. When he asked if I'd banished the ghost I told him this was a ghost I wanted to keep around. He told me he felt the same way. Tracy kindly refilled our glasses.


Mu and Tracy left me to work with Daizan. There wasn't a single dish we didn't work on together. Tracy told me later it was amazing to watch us work together as we sprinkled in herbs without measuring. Mu told her Daizan and Genta had taught me all I knew about cooking from feel. We were at it for about two hours before we reached the point where nothing remained but to sit back and let the curries finish cooking. Tracy insisted we take a break before we set up a production line for roti.


Mu suggested a walk through the garden. Tracy told me she'd happily remind me to give Sanne a thank you kiss right after she kissed her. I smiled and sat on the bench for a few minutes. Mu and Daizan went on ahead of us to check on the curries. Tracy led me back to the kitchen five minutes later saying it looked like the sooner I served dinner and got to bed the better. My lack of protest was all the answer she needed. Tracy rang the dinner gong an hour later. While she dished up the food with Mu and Daizan handed out roti I took care of the dessert. I made one with brandy and one without. Daizan had asked around and told me more monks were looking forward to the spiked.


Daizan insisted we join the monks for dinner. Tracy made a round of the tables hugging and kissing each monk. Most thanked her for taking pictures of them to send to friends and family. She had also paid to have the pictures printed. We waited until she made it back to her seat before we began eating. Knowing how tired I was Mu sent us home saying the monks would be happy to clean up. I even called for a cab. Tracy tucked me in and I was asleep before she made it to the connecting door between our rooms.


We visited with Mu and Daizan again. I spent a couple of hours meditating in the garden. Pleading the need to rest some more I declined an offer to join them for lunch. Mu handed Tracy a bag of herbs for me. Tracy asked me if we were running from the law we left town so fast. The emotions were suddenly hitting me I explained. Wanting to make our rushed departure up to her I directed her to a lovely restaurant I knew on the banks of a river. She agreed good food and wine in a beautiful setting would help soothe my emotions. Tracy was happy to let me order for us both which I did without looking at the menu.


“Tell the chef if one mint leaf touches my lamb I'll beat his ass cherry red before I fuck him with his own spatula.” I said calmly when I'd finished placing our order. Tracy burst out laughing as the waiter told me he'd relay my message. Before he stepped away and still keeping a straight face the waiter winked at Tracy.


“You old diseased, mangy old billy goat!” a high pitched voice squeaked. The sound came from a bundle of rapidly moving energy topped with a chef's hat and it was headed our way. A slight form not much bigger than the boys plonked itself in my lap and smothered my face with kisses. “You look like a six century corpse. Absolutely ghastly. I've seen more color in a snowflake. Nice threads though. Did this pretty wench pick them out for you? Huh there's no gay guy older than you sweetheart but pass on my compliments. Exquisite taste. Tracy it's a pleasure to meet you. Lovely choice if you've gone straight on us Rohan. Especially from the front. Well I must get back and protect my ass before some idiot puts mint sauce on your lamb just to see me spanked. A little sad is he, Tracy? I'll send out lots of his favorite dessert. Ta ta, my love. A pleasure Tracy.”


“Phew.” Tracy said. “Seems like a lovely man in small doses. How he kissed you and kept on talking so fast is amazing.”


The lamb was exquisite and lacking in even the slightest trace of mint. Our obliging water reported the good news to the kitchen staff that the chef would not be beaten today. Another whirlwind descended on us. This time Tracy got included in the kisses. Admonishing me to eat up because dessert was on the way Joseph left as quickly as he'd arrived. Dessert got wheeled out on a cart because it was more than the waiter could carry. There were two entire tiramisu for me and three bowls for Tracy. When Tracy made to protest three bowls our waiter told her I'd be happy to help her finish. He'd appreciate it if she kept me from licking the bowls.


“We have a spoon in the car.” Tracy said when I was only halfway through my second tiramisu. She'd managed to clean her bowls without help. “Now let me go thank that Napoleon of a chef. Keep Rohan company I know the way to the kitchen. Any advice Rohan?”


“No holds barred. Whatever you wish to inflict upon him is fine by me.” I said.


“You helped my friend who is really hurting.” we all heard Tracy tell Joseph because one of the other waiters held the kitchen door open. “I'm here to say thank you. Hold still and this won't hurt.”


The protests were abruptly cut off and silence descended on the restaurant for some time. Then there was the sound of a hand striking and a squawk before laughter erupted from the kitchen and some of the more frequent guests. They applauded Tracy when she entered the restaurant. Tracy nodded when I asked if it was a special kiss. Then she asked me if I'd made enough in England to cover a ridiculously large tip for our meal. I told her there was three or four hundred from all my British investments sitting in some account. Tracy knew I meant three or four hundred thousands. She'd done a head count and left a hundred dollars for each staff member and written plus a round of drinks. Joseph poked his head around the kitchen door and started to say not to charge us but Tracy threatened him with another kiss. Joseph wisely retreated. When our waiter saw the tip he realized what she'd done. He quietly told her two of the staff had been on a break when she went into the kitchen. Tracy made the change and let him kiss her cheek.


“This may come as a surprise to you boss but I've never tipped more than a thousand dollars before.” Tracy said as we walked arm-in-arm to the car.


“And?” I asked with a smile.


“That felt really, really good.” Tracy said. “Maybe I should go give Joseph another special kiss.”


“Give him some time to recover.” I said. “That way we'll have a reason to bring the boys here for a meal.”


“Good thinking, Now I'm not stopping for anything until we get home.” Tracy warned me as she started the car. “You are only stopping at the dinner table on your way to bed when we get home.”


Tracy gave me special dispensation to snuggle with the three boys while J and Sophie got dinner on the table. The boys nodded when I said the visit was emotionally hard on me. Leslie had predicted it might be and warned them. When the three of them put on pajamas and climbed into bed with me I was deeply moved. When I protested Dylan told me they would go join the others once I was asleep. Tracy predicted that wouldn't be long. She was so confident she sat on the edge of the bed and waited for the boys.


My Friday morning workout helped to shake the sadness. Leslie helped me get started on dealing with my grief. I started sharing Daizan's cooking secrets with Patricia on the weekend. My housekeeper informed me things were going well at the cabin. She was so cheerful it made me a little nervous. All she told me was she finally saw a chance for me to get a couple of weeks rest. Leif and Petersen checked in with us en route to the cabin. When I explained about Patricia needing help Petersen told me they'd return in a couple of days to help her. Patricia told them there was an area they could make habitable and she could get some of the appliances delivered earlier. Leif told her as long as there was a shower and working toilet they'd be fine.


Then one fateful day Leslie came over with a sad Tammy. When I hugged Tammy she burst into tears. She nodded when I asked if it was Clifton and things getting violent at home. The boys had mentioned he wasn't at school the last two days. Tammy told me he was at her home.


“Hello Brother Murray, sorry to trouble you but I need you to make an emergency trip into town.” I said when Tracy handed me her phone. “We'll need some lawyers as well. Ones that specialize in the welfare of children. He's ten and in an abusive home. Grab whoever you need. I think it's best I stay away. Tracy will make certain I don't leave the apartment broadsword in hand. Please ask Sanne or Bram to give me call. They can issue orders with Stephen's support. I'd like to explain it to them. Tell Lawrence not to forget my pictures of Hans at work.”


I was sitting holding Tammy when Sanne called. She listened attentively. Asked me if I had any objection to her chatting with Lawrence. She asked who Clifton was staying with now. Deciding it would be quicker if Tammy spoke to Sanne directly I handed her the phone. Tammy's husband was an investment broker and Tammy worked part-time as an office manager when she could to earn a little spending money. Clifton visited them often because they didn't have any children of their own. Tammy handed the phone back to me. Sanne told me the old codger and his young lover were planning something.


“There's plenty of security at our place.” Tammy assured me. “Clifton won't give out the code.”


“Good. There are some people on the way to help resolve things.” I assured her. “Lawyers and doctors. I'll call Lao and ask him to visit. No trouble. He loves children as much as I do. Leslie you can get Brother Murray's phone number from Tracy. I'm sure Tracy won't mind staying with Tammy if you need to get back to your clients.”


“I'd planned to have today off.” Leslie said. “Abby called me in because Tammy was in such a state. Hush, Tammy, I'm glad she did. You can come shopping and help me. Rohan I'll give Lao a call. Thank you. I'll check in with Sanne before the old codger creates too much mayhem.”


Tammy thanked me again. I thanked her for trusting me enough to let me help. Tracy kept me cooking in the kitchen for a couple of hours. Lao came over and told us Dr. Phyllis was with Clifton. She would have him thoroughly checked out at the hospital when the lawyers were on hand otherwise the hospital would call the police and child services. This would make it harder to carry out Lawrence's rescue plan. I decided to give the boys the news while Lao was there to assure them Clifton would be okay. They insisted Lao stay for lunch.


A couple of hours later Belinda entered the apartment. Tracy handed her a brandy when the first thing she asked was if I'd like to take my heavy mace out for some exercise. I hugged her and took her upstairs for a little healing work. Dr. Phyllis had assured her it looked worse than it was. The bruising was superficial. My clever lawyers had taken photographs and got a report from Dr. Phyllis and Leslie. They would tell the judge Dr. Phyllis was at the hospital with him and he could call if he had any questions. Belinda was confident everything would be fine.


“Boys this pretty wench needs ten minutes of non-stop kissing.” I said giving Belinda a gentle shove in their direction. “Then you can teach her Smurf Racer until dinner.”


I worried Tammy would rip my clothes off when Leslie brought her from the courthouse to the apartment. The lawyers and doctors from the Order were as surprised as me at the passion in her kiss. Her hand squeezed my ass and she had me pressed up against the wall. The boys, Tracy and my housekeeper laughed uproariously. Adam kindly pointed out a kiss like that most likely meant things had gone well. Tammy asked the boys if they'd like to go on a quick shopping trip and told me Leslie would fill me in. Tracy suggested she do it while I cooked some more food for our extra dinner guests. She threatened to spank them when they started to protest. I assured them she outranked them by a special dispensation from their boss namely me.


Leslie explained the key had been Lawrence's orphanage. Lawrence had told the judge he had a full-time position for an office manager now he was running an orphanage and a hotel. The fact the city had cleared him to run the orphanage had convinced the judge Clifton would be safe with him. Sanne and Bram would have Clifton staying with them until Tammy and her husband could move. All the court needed was a police check on Sanne and Bram. Tammy would need a couple of weeks to pack. I told Leslie to call a moving company to give them a hand because Clifton would need her close as soon as possible. Tammy could pay me back although Lawrence will most likely pay for it as a relocation cost. The lease isn't a problem because Christopher and Garth need a place to stay so this works out perfectly. They can take over the lease. Ada and Beatka will also need a place to stay Leslie added. We'll find somebody to stay there for the last month when the hooligans return to England I told her confidently.


Our clever lawyers had gotten a restraining order on Clifton's family for the next eight years. The papers would be served tomorrow. Brother Murray would stay overnight because the hospital wanted to keep Clifton in for observation. Everybody felt the sooner he was away from the city the better. The judge had ordered Clifton's new address be kept a secret to protect him. Leslie said judging by Belinda's mood this might offer more protection for Clifton's folks and older brother than for him. Unless his folks found a very expensive, well-connected lawyer none of this would get overturned Leslie told me. She'd spoken to a friend in child protection services to find out how much she could relax. Clifton's folks were living on disability so paying for a lawyer wasn't likely to happen.


“Rohan I'm not as forgiving as you.” Leslie admitted without any qualms. “My friend will extend your offer to them but I'll get J to recommend some therapists for them to see in the very unlikely event they take you up on it. There is no way I will be able to sit opposite them in the next year. Probably longer.”


“Blame my forgiving nature on Genta.” I said. “The old scoundrel spent every day for three years planting the seeds of faith in humanity within me. Improving my cooking was the only other thing he invested as much energy in.”


The boys handed Tracy a wrestling mask to try on. They told her it was mandatory for the date she was going on with them after dinner. Clifton didn't want anybody to see his bruised face and ask questions so Tammy had suggested a mask worn by a couple of the wrestlers on TV. The boys each had their own and some extras for Hans to wear. Tammy had rightly sensed my simmering anger beneath my more forgiving side and thought it best if just her and the boys visited. She promised to explain it to Clifton. Leslie took her aside to explain my offer to Clifton's parents. She told Tammy if Clifton ever mentioned feeling sorry or sad for his folks she could mention it to him so he knew they had help.


“Let me make this crystal clear.” I said as we all sat down for dinner. “There's anger, sadness and hurt in all of us about what happened to Clifton but none of it helps him feel better in the slightest. We are going to focus on the new opportunity he has with Tammy and her husband, Bert. Tonight we will celebrate the kindness and generosity of Lawrence, Richard, Sanne and Bram in giving him a safe place to live. None of us knows why this happened. Maybe a year from now his parents will find healing. Clifton might uncover hidden talents by being around the cabin and hotel. I won't deny he is hurting but with Lao, Leslie and Dr. Phyllis to help him he will get through it. So enjoy this food and have a good time so the energy flowing towards Clifton is positive and if anybody needs help stoking their joy I have more than a dozen paddles upstairs to help get this energy flowing.”


Nobody responded but the mood lightened and the conversation turned to more positive things. Brother Murray deftly gave us an update on the building projects without revealing enough to ruin the surprise. I backed the boys up when they told Tammy to bring Bert over Sunday evening to try Patricia's cooking. She thinks we are being kind with our compliments because we are her friends so two independent taste testers will be welcome I explained. Tammy earned Bert several kisses by telling us he wasn't put out by moving. He'd told her he could do his work from home and home would be wherever she lived. Bert was eager to meet her mysterious support group.


“Don't forget to pick up a couple for me on the way back or I'll keep our guests up all night with the noise of your floggings.” I warned the boys when Tracy promised to pick up some shakes on the way to the hospital. Belinda was staying in the spare room and Brother Murray had chosen to sleep on the couch. The lawyers assured me the judge would call them if there was any challenge to his decision. They were officially Clifton's counsel until he turned eighteen. Clifton didn't just have these three lawyers but would have those learning law at colleges within the Order to help him Belinda reminded me.


The next morning I went to the hospital when the doctors released Clifton. I told the nurse to take the wheelchair away and carried him out to the car. Earlier this morning I'd called Daizan and asked for a healing mantra to share with Clifton. Belinda told him to practice it often because she knew there were a lot of people who would be eager to learn it from him just as soon as he could teach them. Clifton kissed me and asked if I'd visit soon. I told him I couldn't visit the cabin because these rascals around us were cooking up a surprise. Tammy reminded me the hotel wasn't off-limits so I promised to visit when Tammy felt he was strong enough. William had taken me shopping for the latest and greatest in cellphones on our way to the hospital. I told Clifton it had my number and William's number in the contacts. William promised to help teach him about all the features.


“Yes, Tracy, I am glad he was wearing his mask.” I said as we watched them drive-away. “Today is not the day I become the all-forgiving Rohan that Genta saw in me. Tammy the offer to his folks is because to hurt a child you must really be in the most terrible pain imaginable. I don't need to understand it to recognize it. Turning my back on somebody in pain would start a wound inside of me. Honestly I hope they choose to heal and Clifton can spend time with them. I will stand guard at those meetings with my heavy mace. Brother Michael will be there with his broadsword as well. Sometimes archaic weapons are more intimidating. Forgiving doesn't mean blindly foolish.”


We swung by the orphanage to introduce Tammy to Patricia. Lawrence had let Patricia know about appointing Tammy as his liaison. Patricia gladly accepted Tammy's offer to help set up the offices here. Even with the packing company it would be the end of next week before they were ready to leave so she would come over to share her knowledge with Patricia through the week. Leif tore himself away from his beloved plants and came over to say hi. Tammy laughed when he kissed me soundly for getting the Order to help Clifton. When he took us upstairs to show us their living quarters Petersen had Leif give me a kiss from him.


The plants looked amazing. Lao would be over on Monday to work with the college students on his herb garden. Petersen was having Patricia cook lunches and breakfasts for the construction guys. He knew of some chefs who wanted to get their own bakery going but lacked the funds for their own place. They agreed to help Patricia with the meals in return for using her kitchen to do their baking and catering. I reminded Petersen they would need to have background checks. Leif immediately got on the phone to remind them. Patricia showed us the office spaces and the rooms for the children.


“This is a great room.” Tracy said when Patricia led us over to her room which extended out over the river.


“This isn't a room it's a suite on steroids.” Patricia said. “My apartment is smaller than this space and I get paid to live here. How ridiculous is that? Lawrence bought me a TV that stretches the entire width of that wall. Yes, Rohan, it's seven feet. I didn't know you were a football fan. My college team is Notre Dame and in the NFL I support Green Bay. We will have to watch a game here soon.”


“I warn you I'm a little passionate and the language might be too colorful for the kids.” I said as I took a look at her bathroom.


“Lawrence insisted this room be as soundproof as possible so I could relax and study without being disturbed.” Patricia said. “That soundproofing works both ways the contractor tells me so you can curse to your heart's content.”


Tracy told me she wouldn't miss being here for the game for anything. Tammy decided that weekend they'd obviously need to visit the city for supplies. I was too busy talking football with Patricia to pay any attention to their muttering. Petersen placed some of the lunch they'd cooked in a couple of to go containers for us to take back to the apartment. Tammy chose to stay to take a closer look at the offices. I understood her need to keep herself busy until she was with Clifton.


On Sunday Bert graciously accepted kisses from everybody for being so sweet. Tammy smiled proudly when he even let J and me kiss him. The boys sat him on the couch asked how many kisses he'd charge them to help them invest their money. I smiled when Dylan asked how much research he did about what causes a company supported and its business practices.


Petersen had managed to get Patricia to step away from her standard meatloaf. The roast chicken pieces and vegetables she served were delicious. Tracy had taught her Tipsy tart. Bert told her it was good they were moving away or he'd fight the kids for a space at the dinner table. Tammy scolded Patricia for making her cooking seem so ordinary.


There was no way Hans was going to miss an opportunity to share his room with another boy his age Leslie told us over dinner. Clifton insisted on helping with my surprise. Bram had to insist on paying him for his work and even then he'd only agreed when Hans mentioned he was using the money to buy gifts for Adam and me.


“Dad I need to send him a text before I forget.” Adam said reaching for his cellphone. “I must warn him I intend to serve him to you on a silver platter. The boy is drinking a vile tasting tea for pain and still thinking of spoiling us.”


“Let him know I will accept the platter.” I said. “Now if you'll excuse me I need to get the dessert from the oven. You are welcome to help, Tracy.”


The others allowed Bert some private time with me on the balcony. He thanked me for my help and restraint. My restraint had stopped him from going around to Clifton's home in a fit of rage. He candidly admitted my offer to help Clifton's folks had upset him. Then he'd visited his pastor who had explained it in a way that helped him see how necessary it was for Clifton as well as his folks. I told him it had taken a monk three years and lots of hangovers to get me to see the light. Tammy made him explain why he was laughing when she joined us. We certainly are the most unlikely group of religious folks you will ever meet I agreed.


Lawrence called to update us on Clifton and check in with Bert and Tammy. I had to close my eyes so he could share his latest blog with the others. Then he shared some pictures of Hans and Clifton at work. There were shots of them being pushed by Belinda in a wheelbarrow and some of her being pushed by them. There was a great shot of Hans sitting on top of a straw bale being hoisted to the top of a wall. There was a picture of Sanne with the boys wearing masks sitting on her lap. They were all sharing a bowl of dessert. Lawrence said Hans had told him he was cutting back so he'd have more room for my desserts. I told Tracy we were going shopping for some larger cake tins tomorrow.


The two British hooligans showed up at the end of the week. Tim was flying in the following weekend. They spent a day with me discussing Order matters. Then we moved on to the plans for my wedding and Adam's birthday. When I explained my ideas for our wedding and the vows Christopher told me Tim wouldn't hesitate to say yes. I told them I planned to have the wedding on Thursday afternoon and spend two nights at Lawrence's hotel. Lawrence was taking our wedding pictures and would drive us to the hotel. Saturday morning was all about celebrating Adam's birthday. This way he'd get his gifts early. Saturday afternoon and evening would be to celebrate my marriage. When Garth told me it sounded like a very fair way to share the day I told him it was Adam's idea. Christopher told me they'd adopted his suggestion for profit-sharing at The Queen's Lancer. Yes he is full of sound ideas I told them. The two British hooligans were spending the weekend at the cabin and would return sometime next week.


I had decided not to return to the gym until after my honeymoon so we took a break while I had my workout upstairs. When Petersen expressed an interest Catherine put him through the same workout. Leif helped him to the bathroom and gave him a hand in the shower. Tracy pulled out a chair at the table and handed him some neat brandy. Catherine assured him it was nothing in comparison to the gym workouts. This is us going easy on Rohan Theresa added. She amended that to Lao-easy because it wouldn't have been as strenuous if she had her way. I made a mental note to thank Lao.


Life was pretty much as good as I could expect. Patricia was turning into an amazing cook under Petersen's guidance. Tammy scolded me for delaying her from starting her work as Lawrence's liaison officer with the orphanage because the other projects took priority. The scoldings were always followed immediately with reports on how much fun she was having running around at the cabin or chasing after the two little boys on the new land. Bert blushed deeply when she mentioned all the exercise had improved their sex life tremendously. The boys promised to chase me up and down the new land for Tim. Clifton was recovering swiftly from his assault. Lao had visited a couple of times to check in on the construction and look at Clifton. Lao taught Elaine some new massage techniques to help him. She would soon be using her new treatment room.


Thursday night I kept a promise to lay the long paddle across all three of the boys' butts. They slept over for an encore. Before we got started on the encore the next morning something happened to make me cry.


“Room for one more in there?” somebody asked.


“Tim?” I said rubbing my eyes. “How?”


“Would you believe I swam?” he asked with a straight face from the doorway. A grinning Tracy leaned against the wall behind him.


Tracy didn't realize her danger until it was too late. She thought Tim was the target but I slipped past him and took hold of her. Ignoring her protests that a naked man shouldn't kiss a nun I gave her a good number of kisses. The boys promised her a lot of kisses as well. I gently pushed Tim into the bedroom and closed the door behind me. Then I wrapped my arms around Tim, kissed him a few times and bent my head as I cried for joy.


Tim led me over to the bed where Dylan held the covers up. Morgan told Tim he'd have to get naked before he joined us in bed. Tim quickly shed his clothes and slipped in behind me. I rolled over to face him and spent several minutes kissing him.


“Where do you think you boys are going?” I asked as they tried to slip out of the bed. “We'd starve if you left me here with him. Our encore might be postponed but you scurvy knaves will help us get off and out of bed. That's if Tim doesn't mind being fucked while I continue kissing him.”


“You seem confident they'd want to fuck me?” Tim said with a smile between kisses.


“These guys have fantasized about fucking you only a little less than me.” I answered. “Who gets first crack at his lovely ass?”


“I do. Then Morgan and Adam.” Dylan said. “Provided Tim doesn't mind sharing himself with all of us.”


“I'd hoped, fantasized and dared to dream you would want to share Rohan with me.” Tim confessed. “Looks like we were all wondering the same thing. You are all really okay with it and not just being polite?”


“Only our Dad's beloved could ask three naked, aroused boys if they were just being saying something for politeness sake.” Morgan said with a grin before leaning in to kiss us both.


“Best get it out the way now.” Adam said. “Us boys would love it if we could express our love to the two of you through sex. We've chatted about it with our moms and they explained you guys might want to keep your relationship exclusive. Your three fucketeers will accept and respect your choice. Tim consider this your opportunity to become the fourth fucketeer.”


“Please enlist with us.” Dylan said earnestly.


“I want you comfortable with our relationship.” I said. “The choice is yours. I'll make it work. I won't lose you.”


“There's an initiation ritual I take it.” Tim said. “Why don't you show me?”


Adam and Morgan moved us to the middle of the bed. Dylan climbed up behind Tim and lubricated him. Then he tossed the bottle to Morgan who lubed me up. While Adam reached behind him to apply lube some rimming took place.


“Yes we can kiss over you. Let me prove it.” I said as Adam slid in between us.


Before he had even made himself comfortable he was busy impaling himself on Tim's cock. Tim was still getting over his surprise when Dylan slid into his ass. Morgan waited until they had started working Tim from front and back before mounting me. My beloved followed my lead and concentrated on our kissing. Our hands lightly touched each other as we kissed and whispered “I love you”.


The three fucketeers valiantly resisted being seduced by our tender energy. Whenever it seemed likely they would be overcome they pounded us harder, faster and even resorted to spanking us. They nearly lost it when Tim told me I was raising some lovely boys as Dylan began a flurry of blows. I smiled and kept kissing him. Maintaining my calm facade was challenging especially when Morgan started jacking my cock.


Kissing became more challenging as the pleasure grew within us. The pace of Morgan's fucking and jerking steadily increased. I pulled Tim close and groaned into his ear. Holding him close I waited for my balls to rise. Then I locked lips with him as a chain reaction of orgasms exploded among us. Only when the last tremor had passed did I break the kiss. Nobody moved as I kissed Tim a few more times. The boys pulled the covers back over us. They were content to lay right where they were. I was more than content to keep kissing Tim.


A long while later it seemed to me Tracy knocked on the door.


“We're under the covers.” Adam called out. “Come in Tracy. Tim would like a break from the kissing. The boy has incredible lung capacity. I can't wait to experience it later.”


“Adam that's no way to talk about a guest.” Tracy said blushing prettily.


“He's more than a guest. He's our fourth fucketeer.” Morgan said. “We just finished our initiation ritual. I found it quite pleasurable myself.”


“No complaints.” the rest of us responded one by one.


“The gang is gathering. Keep the shower quick.” Tracy said. “Rohan it's six-thirty. Tim got in at four. Yes that's why I slipped away early last night. Why would I mind when I knew I'd get to give him a welcome kiss before anybody else.”


“You've seen me naked before.” Tim said as he tossed the covers aside. “These boys did such a good job with the initiation I may need a hand in the shower. Oh, Tracy you're such fun to tease. I'll apologize by letting you kiss me. Come along boys and bring the old lecher with you. I need somebody to wash my back now that Tracy has declined. Your moms will be upset if I made you late for school.”


“I think it would be cool.” Dylan said. “Can you imagine the response when we told them we were late because the orgy with Dad and his betrothed took longer than expected?”


“Fifteen minutes.” Tracy warned ushering us into the bathroom.


“We were at it a lot longer than that Tracy.” Morgan said. “Oh you mean for the shower.”


The boys couldn't resist a double double-team. Tim agreed with them it was worth Tracy almost catching him pumping his cum down my throat. Adam and Morgan had slipped out to distract her while we finished drying. Tim told Dylan he'd take care of my hard-on soon enough. Dylan told him not to rush it because teasing obviously kept the blood flowing. I was tickling him when we joined the others. I kept tickling Dylan while everybody hugged and kissed Tim. When I handed him off to Tim for some more tickling Tim tucked him beneath his arm and spanked Dylan.


“Tickle not spank.” I said as I stepped into the kitchen.


“Looks like he'll fit right in doesn't it Amanda?” Sophie asked.


“Tailor-made for this family.” Amanda agreed.


Green smoothies, oatmeal and omelets I decided so we could get the boys fed and off to school. Tim insisted on giving them a break from smoothie duty. He came over to hug me while I made omelets. I loved feeling him pressed against me. Tim had just told me he'd got the licenses for his cellphone network when Tracy came to tell him there was an important Skype video call for him.


“You are very handsome.” I heard Clifton say moments later. “No, I'm not. I have to wear this mask.”


“Being handsome comes from being brave and lots of people have told me you are one of the bravest boys ever.” Tim said. “You even look handsome in a mask.”


“Tim here is almost as brave as you.” Tracy said. “He's thinking of marrying Rohan.”


“Really? I'm glad I'm helping build your house.” Clifton said. “Hans has helped a lot. Uncle Lawrence insist on giving us lots of money even though I've tried to tell him it is a present for you and Rohan.”


“I'll have a word with Uncle Lawrence when I visit.” Tim promised. “There's something important I have to do before I can accept your lovely present.”


“What's that?” Clifton asked curiously.


“I have to let Rohan spend a lot of money on a meal at a fancy restaurant and make a pretty speech. After talking for a long time he'll ask me to marry him. Then I'll say yes and he'll get me drunk before spanking me and having sex with me.” Tim explained with no hint of concern about the others around him.


“Why will he spank you?” Clifton asked.


“He'll pretend it's because I took too long to get here to marry him but he will spank me because he knows I like being spanked.” Tim said. “We can chat more about that when I visit. I think Rohan has my omelet ready or if he is mad at me for ruining the surprise he'll make me cook it.”


“Do you think we should break out the champagne?” Abby asked.


“No, let's observe the proper form and wait to do it after the long-winded speech.” my housekeeper said. “Tracy had a stroke of sheer brilliance about it. Something inspired by Genta. I'll tell you more when Rohan is out on a milkshake date with Tim.”


Although it was hard not to join the boys and Tim for breakfast keeping things normal felt right. The informality helped me relax. My relaxation got aided and abetted by the Irish coffees Tracy kept headed my way. Tim joked that she didn't need to get me drunk for him to bed. Tracy explained me being a little drunk would be easier on everybody and my own nerves. Tim thanked her for the offer but said two Irish coffees were enough for him. When the boys said goodbye to us we felt their sincerity when they told us allowing them to join in this morning meant a lot to them. Dylan apologized for rushing the goodbye but he was close to crying.


J told the boys if he drove them to school they'd have time to compose themselves along the way. They quickly agreed. I told Tim from time-to-time it was necessary to thrash and have sex with J because he kept doing these sweet things. Tim asked if I was up to spanking them both because he much preferred being on the receiving end of a spanking. I told him I could manage if he gave me a hand making love to J. Sophie stepped up to hug him when he said if J was kind enough to agree he wouldn't turn down somebody so handsome. Then she surprised Tim by saying he had her blessing just as she'd given it to me. Yes it is a wonderful mixed up group dynamic we have here she agreed. Then she led him to the couch for a long chat with everybody.


The chat ended when Catherine showed up for my workout. Tim told them he'd like to see me work up a sweat with some clothing on. Tracy wasn't too certain my workout shorts had enough material to qualify as clothing. Catherine was too professional to help me show off for Tim. Besides my workout routine was already pretty impressive by most standards. Theresa laughed loudly at the end of my workout when Tim decided the shower was a good place to keep his promise to Dylan and take care of my hard-on. He even lifted the back of my shorts and flash some of my ass at the ladies.


Tracy suggested I go shopping with my housekeeper for lunch and dinner while she took Tim to see what he was buying me as a wedding gift. She would text me an amount to work within when it came to Tim's gift. Tim explained when Tracy had suggested it to my housekeeper her comment had been it was the perfect gift. There wasn't much point in considering other options after that I agreed. Tracy agreed to take Tim straight back to the apartment to receive delivery of the groceries from the co-op. I was heading off to spend $400 on Tim's wedding gift.


Lao had recommended somebody to me who did incredible embroidery on silk scarves. When I showed him the poem and asked if he could do it for $400 he told me he couldn't. No more than $300 he insisted. How big would it be my housekeeper asked him. Tim will be traveling a lot between England and America so he'll need a box to carry it with him she explained to me while he worked out the size. When she explained this to our scroll maker he showed us some sample boxes. He was happy to charge me $400 for the scroll and the box. I kissed my housekeeper. She smiled and told me it was a lovely gift.


We stopped for a celebratory milkshake before returning to the apartment. Tim got a lot of joy from simply chatting to me while I made pizzas. Tracy agreed the joy I got from preparing meals for people was infectious. More of the gang showed up to meet Tim. He met his social obligations cheerfully. My housekeeper laughed at his amazement when he saw Tracy handing me another beer. She explained they hardly noticed how much I drank now since it never seemed to affect me. I told them it was just years of practice that had built up my tolerance.


“Where have you hidden my pet pervert?” Dylan asked me as he waved his slice of pizza in my direction. “This pizza only has half a pound of spinach on it. Oh, if it's a celebration pizza then that's okay.”


“Thank you for understanding.” I said which earned me a swat and a squeeze.


The scurvy knaves waited until I joined them at the table with my pizza before thanking Tim for keeping his promise to take care of my erection. This is the reason I drink so much I explained to Tim. The blushing he asked. I'll bring a blush to your lily-white butt I warned. Promises, promises Tim said and asked the boys if they experienced the same challenges with me. When the boys started teasing Tim by asking what he thought he was getting as a wedding gift and to remember it will most likely costs tens of thousands of dollars my housekeeper got shocked silence from everybody by saying I spent no more than $400. Abby explained to Tim my lack of protest at the figure proved beyond any doubt how much I loved him. Sophie mentioned how she'd been grateful to keep my spending down to $400 on a single dinner I'd cooked for her.


“How much would you have spent on my wedding gift if we hadn't agreed to a cap?” Tim asked.


“No idea but Frederick will know.” I said calmly and asked Tracy to place a Skype call to Frederick. “Sorry to trouble you at home Frederick but can you give me a rough estimate of the cash I could raise my hands on today? My fiance-to-be is curious about how much I would have spent on a wedding gift if there was no cap placed on it.”


“The figure three weeks ago was $23.95 and I've allocated three hundred thousand for the cabin projects with another three in reserve.” Frederick said.


“$23.95 hundred thousand.” Tim said with a low whistle.


“No, Tim, not thousands. $23.95 million.” Frederick said. “I know it isn't a lot by todays standards but most of Rohan's investments pay their dividends out next month. Then the figure will be more respectable. Hope that helps with the question.”


“Holy cow.” Morgan breathed softly.


“Thank you, Tracy.” Tim said when she handed him a brandy. The others had gone quiet as well. “You would have spent that much on a wedding gift for me?”


“I'd have kept the .95 to pay for the catering.” I said. “The amount isn't important. You could wait until the dividends come in if you want. Adam it adds about another fifty percent. Yes somewhere around $35. Another four months and we'll hit the fifty mark with those dividends.”


“Adam you're missing the point.” Morgan explained. “I know it's a shock. What your dad is saying is that the amount doesn't matter because he'd give Tim everything. The only thing more frightening is knowing he would give Tim the $23 today and if Tim said no to his proposal Rohan would still love him as much. What was it you told me the other day Rohan?”


“Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds.” I said. “Sonnet 116. Dylan what figure can you put on another person? Name any figure and I'll tell you it isn't a fraction of Tim's or anybody else's worth as a person. Everything isn't close either but it is all I can give.”


“You're right Morgan.” Sophie said. “The only reason Rohan is happy giving a $400 gift is because of what it symbolizes. He knows beyond any doubt the amount means nothing. He let you boys buy the land in Poland even though he could have paid cash for it and not noticed the money was gone.”


“I remember how he let us spend almost our last $600 on Genta's garden.” Adam said. “This will take a while to sink in.”


“Never mind all this talk of figures there's two chocolate cakes and tea in the kitchen.” I said. “Finish off the pizza guys while I brew up some tea. Yes, I'll snag a last piece of pizza so you boys don't get fat.”


I settled down on the couch with a fourth piece of cake while the boys wrapped up their homework. They didn't have much with the break approaching. A quiet Tim leaned in to me gently teasing me about eating so much cake.


“Why me?” he asked suddenly causing all conversation to stop. “You could have almost anybody on the planet when they found out how much you were worth. I didn't know until today and it sounds like not many of these people knew either. So why me?”


“Why not?” I asked. “No, I'm being serious. Give me one reason for not choosing you? Think long and hard. Be careful what you say.”


“I'm just a regular guy only just finishing high school.” Tim said. “No career or degree. No home.”


“What you named are just things.” I said. “The career, degree and home only come when you have finished high school for most people. I have the creator of a cellphone network snuggling against me. A guy who knows how to make my computer secure. This is not too shabby for a high school graduate. What would you pay for a year?”


“You can't put a cash value on time.” Tim said.


“You gave me three years of your life waiting for me. Your first lover.” I continued. “By your own admission you gave me a priceless gift in time. That gesture touched my heart. I was falling for you the moment I heard. My sons have given me the gift of being a guiding influence to them. Another priceless gift. Morgan pays no less attention to what I say than my sons. Now do you see how insignificant my financial wealth is? A four million dollar gift is not worth much more than a four-hundred dollar gift if it doesn't bring joy to a person. I like gifts and the joy they bring into my world. Time and joy are both priceless gifts you have given me and if you need a reason these are the ones I offer. Are you still so certain you will say yes tomorrow?”


“He better or you'll be stuck with me.” Tracy warned. “Because as sure as Tim's getting a spanking tonight I'll say yes to that marriage proposal. Better to sleep with a sweet geriatric than a hot, young jerk.”


“Don't worry Rohan. I'm just as certain now.” Tim said when the laughter died down. “You aren't going to make a liar out of Tracy and forget my spanking are you?”


“Rohan never forgets a spanking.” Leslie said leaning over to kiss me. “You handled that superbly. The more of these changes I see the more I begin to believe the mantras asked for too little. Now what British dish did you have planned for your beloved?”


“Savory meat pie, mushy peas and mashed potatoes.” I said. “I was going to do Spanakopita but now I'll use the pastry for dessert and make jam turnovers. Tracy most people serve them with a dusting of powdered sugar but I'm a custard and ice-cream fan. Hopefully if I do a passable job my beloved will offer himself as a British dish in return.”


“The sooner you get started the sooner we'll find out how passable a dish you make us.” Tim said pulling me up from the couch. He surprised me by kissing me in front of everybody who he'd just met.


Tracy came in and told me she had reserved my table for seven tomorrow night. She agreed it would be best if we didn't warn Tim about the chef. Tracy laughed merrily when she thought about our visit. I promised to teach Tim a special kiss so he could thank the chef properly. The boys came in to check on us. They kept moving my hand from around Tim's waist to his ass. On his third visit Dylan threatened to use Tim's belt to secure my hand in place if I let it stray upwards again. We're just checking that marital bliss is still present in your relationship Adam explained. No need to thank us but if you want to there is a paddle just a short walk away he reminded me. I swatted him firmly to tide him over.


Tim helped me prepare dessert while the pies baked. The turnovers only needed to bake for fifteen minutes so I'd put them in the oven later. I preferred them hot from the oven I told Tim. Dylan was in the kitchen grabbing a soda and commented how fortunate it was I also enjoyed my buns oven hot. I warned him I might make his buns my appetizer. He ignored my threats to claim a kiss from us both. Morgan and Adam claimed a kiss as well when they showed up to find out why their sodas were taking so long. Adam asked Tim to take me out of the kitchen because I'd actually left some dishes for them to clean up. This earned him a kiss from Tracy who insisted I needed a beer to hold.


While we waited for the pies to cool Tracy told me Beatka and Ada would arrive Wednesday morning and fly back Sunday afternoon. Tim listened attentively to the story about the bread and thought it great having some at his wedding. My housekeeper let him know we'd be getting married in the same chapel as Ivan and Leslie. They'd found us a lovely priest she added. Tracy asked if I was related to the priest because he would only take a bottle of Scotch in payment for performing the service. J spared me from answering by saying they were about to serve dinner. Tracy gave him a hand dishing up.


“I'm so glad I set your minds at rest Dylan.” I said when he commented on how reassuring it was to see spinach in the pie.


“So tell us Tim if Dad's pie is passable?” Dylan asked. Tim answered by kissing me soundly and dropping a hand to squeeze my cock through my pants. Fortunately the table hid the view of him groping me from everybody but Dylan and Adam.


“A definite passable.” Adam judged. “Looks like Rohan's got his British midnight snack.”


“That's one midnight snack that will die prematurely.” Amanda prophesied.


Tim told the boys he'd never watched a movie with me. Everybody agreed it could only be a murder mystery. Tracy made certain everybody had a drink. Sophie told Tim to follow Dylan's lead in the movie. Tim laughed when it came time to cover my eyes. He kissed me to help me recover from the shock of almost seeing the murder victims. Dylan had mumbled something about leaving so I could have some alone time with Tim. I told him I'd definitely want some alone time with Tim tomorrow night but would like him to stay tonight. Tim begged Dylan to stay and hold his hand while he got spanked.


“Merciless! See what a hard bargain he drives Tim?” I said throwing my hands up. “Charging me a spanking to hold your hand.”


“Outrageous.” J said kissing me. “Speaking of which I'd like one before your wedding.”


“See what you've started, Dylan?” I asked. “As if my schedule wasn't full enough. I hope you're happy?”


“Very, thank you.” Dylan said taking my hand.


“Not so fast.” Tracy said. “There's a tray to prepare. Rohan it needs more than just brandy and soda. I'll trust Dylan and Tim to see you get your medicine. Get plenty of rest. We're bringing breakfast over tomorrow morning.”


Dylan showed Tim where to find the herbal mixes for my smoothies and teas. Then he showed Tim how to prepare them just as Lao had shown the boys, Tracy and my housekeeper. When the drinks were on the tray Tim carried it in one hand while they took me by the hand and led me upstairs. Dylan didn't even ask Tim if he'd make certain I got my medicine tomorrow night. Mind you, there was no doubt in my mind Tim would make certain I got my smoothie and tea.


“Getting out from under the covers isn't any harder than getting into bed Dad.” Dylan said as they settled their naked bodies on either side of mine. “Tim, I don't think he means to miss his medicine it's just his eagerness to show us how much he loves us that distracts him.”


“His hand fondling my ass feels good.” Tim confessed. “The sooner you finish you smoothie the sooner you get a mug of tea in you. You're not getting more than a feel of my ass until you empty the mug.”


“Philistines.” I mumbled sipping on my smoothie. They didn't need to know I was quite content to lie between them all night.


When Tim told Dylan I was nearing the end of my tea he hastened to get the long paddle from the playroom. I thought I might be able to find some merit to having him lying next to Tim while I spanked him. Dylan dutifully took Tim's hand in his with a happy sigh and squirmed until he was comfortably draped over the pillows. Tim's ass was a lovely tight bubble-butt that naturally provided more surface area than Dylan's ass. I positioned them so that covering Dylan's entire ass with good solid blows would cause the center of Tim's ass to bear the spanking.


The miscreants shared a few kisses during the warm-up. I decided to lull them into a false sense of security by keeping it fairly gentle. There was an occasional gasp of pain as I raised the intensity almost imperceptibly. A lovely shade of dark pink had spread across the four cheeks beneath the paddle when I decided to increase the force of their spanking. They boy jerked in surprise as a harder blow landed.


“Looks like the scoundrel's medicine is starting to kick in, Dylan.” Tim said.


“Yes, it does feel that way. Thanks for keeping me awake with those kisses.” Dylan replied.


“My pleasure. I must speak to Lao about some herbs to prevent him from dawdling.” Tim said. “A wedding present to myself seems in order. Ow! Ouch! Was it something I said?”


“Do tell, Scoundrel. Ouch! I'd like to know what the fucking hell magic word was.” Dylan said as I brought the paddle down in a flatter trajectory.


Now they were soundly warmed up I shifted forward to stand slightly in front of them. Dylan had felt this before but didn't say a word to Tim. Driving the paddle through them merely caused Dylan's hips to press harder against the pillows. Tim was nearly dislodged from his place by the surprising change in intensity and lingering presence of the paddle. Before he had chance to recover I landed three equally hard blows. Dylan let go of Tim's hand and draped his arm over Tim's shoulders.


Tonight these boys would deepen their bond by shedding tears together. I knew Dylan could take a very sound thrashing. All I had to guide me was my feel and intuition with Tim. This proved enough although I came very close to crossing the line. Between curses Dylan encouraged Tim. He told Tim how well he was doing. He shared how hot it was sharing a spanking with his dad's beloved. He got Tim to focus on how aroused he was. How much pleasure there was just beneath the pain. How big a rush it was to dive through the pain to the pleasure. Dylan talked him into finding an endurance that surprised us all.


Moving as quickly as I could I lifted Tim up and sat him down with his back to the pillows at the top of the bed. Tears ran down his cheeks but he returned Dylan's smile with one of his own. I slapped Dylan's ass with my hand when he tried to fasten his lips around Tim's cock.


“That's my treat!” I said dropping him on his back between Tim's spread legs.


“Stop teasing me then.” Dylan growled in a tone that startled Tim. “Can't handle a kid with backbone, my pervert?”


“There's only one bone you need to worry about.” I said leaning in to kiss him. “The one about to fill you ass.”


“I hope you fuck me harder than you spanked us.” Dylan retorted. “Oh gods that's good!”


Tim's cock was out of reach of my mouth until I pushed Dylan down further towards my groin and leaned well over him. I engulfed Tim just as Dylan sucked down hard on my nipple. The only force I could generate was from the small range of my hips. Being folded over and pushed down on my cock compensated for my lack of movement. I put as much effort as I could into each thrust. My chest smothered Dylan's cries of pleasure. Tim continued to sob right to the brink of his orgasm. Then the sobs blended with his cries of passion as he filled my mouth.


“Drink Scoundrel! Oh, fuck I hate you! I love it!” Tim cried out. “Fucking awesome!”


Done with Tim I decided he needed to see where I would lead him soon. Reaching down I pulled Dylan off my cock. He came up spluttering curses. Crying out demands I get my cock back in his ass. I slammed him face down on the mattress and gave him another dozen smacks. Then I drove into him and fucked him hard. When he finally got his head up I dragged Tim's ass down for Dylan to feed on. The fucking continued. Tim was well over his crying now as pleasure washed him clean.


They both cursed when I pulled out of Dylan and separated them. Their curses turned to thanks from Dylan when I sat him down on Tim's face. A mouthful of cock effectively silenced Tim's cries and groans. I straddled Tim's chest and entered Dylan for the last time tonight. The next stop would be a messy one. Looking down over Dylan's shoulder at his cock pumping in and out of Tim's mouth almost got me off right away. I pulled his head back by tugging on his hair and kissed him.


“Who's a tough miscreant now?” I asked him.


“Scoundrel at least I'm only tough on the inside.” Dylan spat back.


“What I'm feeling isn't in the least bit tough.” I said. “Feels so fucking tight, smooth and soft. A perfectly fuckable ass.”


“Get that gristle moving and get me off Pervert!” Dylan commanded. “Oh, fuck just like that. Oh god! Yes Tim! Fuck me Pervert. Any fucking minute second oh fuck too late!”


I dredged up a little more effort and pounded Dylan's ass. My orgasm struck just before Tim spat out Dylan's cock. He looked up and smiled at the sight of me lost in my orgasm. Two of the dearest boys in the world had just given me an incredible hour of sex. Within me I released the grounding mantra at a roar. Wrapping my arms around Dylan I let the mantra bring us both back. Pinned beneath us Tim couldn't avoid it.


“What the fuck?” Tim asked as he felt the energy drop into him.


“Let it in like Dad's dick.” Dylan gasped out. “Fucking hell Pervert. Thanks. I needed that last bit. Phew what a rush. Tim you were fucking amazing. Get off Scoundrel I need to kiss some cute British ass for a bit.”


Laughing I untangled myself from him and let him smother a startled Tim in kisses. Dylan kept kissing Tim as I carried them both to the shower. There they got to stand next to each other with their noses against the wall while I quickly washed them. My haste let Dylan know it had been incredible for me as well. Spinning them around I washed their front. Dylan directed Tim to take my back while he washed my front. We dried each other quickly. I slung them each over my shoulder and deposited them on the bed. Before climbing under the covers I poured myself some tea. Dylan didn't comment as I drained my cup. I ignored his squawks as I crawled over him to settle between them.


“Dylan do you think we ought to let Tim know the beating he took today was a fairly decent warm-up?” I asked as I kissed Tim goodnight.


“Only if you describe it as a fairly decent fucking incredible mind-blowing one-of-a-kind warm up.” Dylan said. “Glad he managed to hold on. Good night, Scoundrel.”


The next morning Dylan pounded my sticky ass after Tim had his way with me. I'd blown Dylan while being fucked to get his lightning quick first orgasm out the way. Dylan was setting a steady pace towards his second orgasm while I sucked and finger fucked Tim. I swallowed Tim's load and drew him down for some kisses.


“What are you two mangy miscreants doing lollygagging instead of getting up here and gagging me?” I bellowed.


Morgan had scouted ahead and warned Tracy we were still working out the kinks. Tracy told me to get my ass moving. I told Dylan he'd just received orders to put some more effort behind his strokes. Morgan and Adam set about gagging me for the remainder of my fuck with Dylan. They managed to outlast him. I was quite pleased with the way my day had started. Two loads in the ass and four down my throat was nothing short of magical.


“Dad how can you possibly have an appetite?” Dylan asked when I asked Tracy how much longer breakfast would be. “You've already had four helpings.”


“The other part of the workout routine must have worked up my appetite.” I said. “Tracy you do see four healthy young lads seated around me don't you? Was I supposed to neglect some of them? Naturally I treated them all the same.”


“And got treated to many a treat in return.” Adam said.


“Living proof of the adage that giving is receiving.” Morgan added sagely.


“Good to see Tim's still alive.” my housekeeper said.


“I applied some of the magic cream.” Adam told her. “They'll both be all right. The three of us will have a chat with Tim soon.”


“Despite his protestations Rohan wont' die if we delay breakfast a few more minutes.” my housekeeper said. “Chat on the balcony now.”


Tracy kindly brought me a small plate with an egg, sausage, bacon and toast. I told her if I had the strength to stand I'd kiss her. She leaned over and kissed my cheek. Tim was blushing a very bright red when the boys brought him back in. The blush deepened when Adam told me I needed to take another shower with Tim. I finished my toast on the way to the shower. Laughing with delight I kissed him soundly before sinking down with my ass up. The pain had receded and left Tim thinking only of the incredible pleasure we'd experienced last night. Being in the prime of his sexual prowess he kept getting hard. Achingly hard he told me as he entered me.


“You might regret saying that.” Tim told me when I said he could use me at either end as much as he needed.


“I'll never regret you using me.” I said. “You guys could have started without us.”


“No we couldn't.” Tracy said. “The boys knew you wouldn't be long. Feeling better Tim? For now.”


“Yes, I'm sorry I kept you from your breakfast.” Tim said. “Another night or two like last night and I might not live long enough to make it to the wedding. Thanks, J. I could certainly do with a chat.”


“Sophie it takes years to learn the nuances involved in spanking and being spanked.” J said. “Rohan takes you as far as you are able in this moment and sometimes it is difficult to make the leap from where you think you are to where Rohan knows you are.”


“He certainly compressed more than just my butt.” Tim admitted. “Thank you, Abby, for making such a great breakfast.”


“You're welcome.” Abby said. “Amanda will make the next round. Tracy will make the third. Then Rohan will have to fend for himself.”


Leslie arrived with Ivan just as we started serving round two. She told me I was looking very content. Ivan warned her not to scratch me behind the ear or I'd start purring and never stop. Morgan and Adam placed the blame on the other two for arousing my monstrous appetite. The evidence all pointed to a great night Morgan insisted. Tim bore up well under the teasing. The kisses after breakfast from everybody for making me so happy helped him relax. J and Juliet took him out for a milkshake or two.


My housekeeper turned the remaining food on my plate into a breakfast wrap because she'd received a call saying my wedding gift for Tim was ready. She told the others she couldn't wait a moment longer to see it. Despite her rush she told me we'd walk because I needed the exercise. I saw a young lady about to enter the milkshake bar with two young kids. J, Tim and Juliet were sitting close to the door so I stepped in and kissed them all. Then I went up to the cashier and told them I'd buy the milkshakes for the young lady and her two kids. The staff knew the drill. When she approached the counter she'd be told she was the thousandth customer and every thousandth customer got their order on the house or something like that. I let them get creative to keep them young. My housekeeper agreed collecting the gift deserved a little something special on the way.


The embroidery was beautiful. Gold on a burgundy silk with two slender pieces of dark wood at the top and bottom. The wood matched the travel case perfectly. On the scroll was Sonnet 29:


When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes,

I all alone beweep my outcast state,

And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,

And look upon myself and curse my fate,

Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,

Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,

Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope,

With what I most enjoy contented least;

Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,

Haply I think on thee, and then my state,

(Like to the lark at break of day arising

From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven’s gate;


For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings

That then I scorn to change my state with kings.”


My housekeeper told me it had even more significance after my chat with Tim about money. She gave the kind gentleman a kiss on the cheek and another from me. He chuckled when I promised to tell Lao he hadn't embarrassed him. There would be two specially created spaces for these two wedding gifts in the house I learned on our return trip. They will both be visible from the bed. We collected the milkshake group on the way home.


Abby and Tracy had been busy baking with the boys. Dylan grinned and told me some friends wanted to scold me. My friends always want to scold me I told Tim. I was starting to feel uncomfortable because it's been at least two days since the last one I continued while kissing the bakers. The cake had to cool so I decided to get the scolding out the way. Tomek even joined in the scolding which was a sure sign he was chatting way too much with my housekeeper. She critiqued his scolding and promised to give him some pointers.


The gist was the timing of my wedding which would be in the middle of the night in Poland. They settled for a copy of the wedding video and photos when Tim agreed to have a second ceremony in Poland. Judyta turned down Adam's offer of a video of the wedding night. Dylan asked Sophie to check his passport because he had to hold Tim's hand when I spanked him. Adam pointed out Tim had two hands so he'd have to go to Poland. Morgan decided Adam needed somebody sensible to look after him and asked Tracy to let him know the dates of his trip to Poland. Judyta reminded me there was what amounted to a separate apartment underneath the main level for the boys so we wouldn't disturb each other.


Tracy promised to send them an email with the official confirmation of my wedding. Judyta supported my idea of a long-winded speech. We were still chatting when Lawrence, Richard, Brother Murray, Stephen and Belinda arrived. They sat down to chat with our friends in Poland while the boys helped Tracy finish the cakes. Stephen announced the construction on my house was complete. Brother Murray told me there were so many people volunteering to work on it they had rotated groups so everybody who wanted got to do something. Next week was about furniture and the gardens.


The next thing I knew Bram and Sanne showed up with Marikie, Hans and Clifton. Bram said Lao was giving Clifton a check-up and it wasn't fair for Lao to keep driving out to the cabin. Tim asked me if I was sensing a conspiracy. There isn't a day somebody from this lot isn't conspiring I told him. They conspired to get you here and us married off. They conspired to get our house finished in record time. They are conspiring to create an incredible garden, healing center and training compound. Even the scallywags in Poland are conspiring to have a feast for us. Tim wrapped his arms around my neck and started crying. I held him through the outburst.


When you put it like that I understand why you are so unconcerned with your money.” Tim said after a while. “Scoundrel there is an overwhelming amount of love here for you.”


Done good for a pervert haven't I?” I asked him.


Not too shabby.” Dylan answered leaning over Tim to kiss me. “All this love you feel for my pet pervert includes you Tim.”


Yes, I know. I couldn't contain it.” Tim said. “Will you give me some time to take it all in?”


You have the thirty seconds it takes for me to get you another slice of cake.” Tracy told him kissing his cheek as she took his plate. “I'll have to send you upstairs with Rohan if you need more time.”


Sanne placed Hans in Tim's lap and Clifton in mine. Bram gave them permission to talk about the fun they'd had but they weren't allowed to describe anything to me. Clifton reminded Tim he had promised to chat with Uncle Lawrence about all the money he had given him. We smiled when Clifton apologized for spending some of it on our gifts but he'd kept every penny of what was left over and would use his allowance to pay Uncle Lawrence the money he'd spent. Tim asked Bram if there was an early completion bonus for the workers. Then he made Uncle Lawrence promise in front of all these witnesses to include Hans and Clifton on the list of those getting a bonus. Clifton told Tim that wasn't going to help him get less money. Tim apologized for his mistake but said he couldn't ask Uncle Lawrence to break his promise. I promised to spank Tim for being so naughty.


We ended our call with our friends in Poland and lounged about enjoying a relaxing day. Clifton seemed a little tense so I asked him what was bothering him. He was worried about wearing a mask to my wedding because of the bruising. Juliet came over and asked if he'd let her see the bruising when Lao examined him. She had a friend who was very good with make-up and could cover it up for him.


Guy actors wear make-up in the movies.” Juliet reminded Clifton when he said make-up was for girls. “Uncle Lawrence will be making a movie of the wedding so you will be an actor. We are just going to cover the bruises. No lipstick. I promise.”


I'll be an actor to so I'll need make-up.” Hans said. Adam, Morgan and Dylan quickly added they'd been wearing some make-up as well. Tim convinced Clifton it was okay by saying the two us would have to wear make-up because we were the main actors.


Rohan in my line of work it pays to know a few people skilled at concealing marks so it will be no problem to do the seven of you.” Juliet said. “Can you get us in a little early to set up a work area in the kitchen?”


Stephen will have the code to the door and can let you in.” I said. “Dylan none of you conspirators will let me do a single thing to help so somebody will have to let people in. Bram and Stephen will be your go-to guys for access to the space. Tim cannot see it before the wedding. Adam you guys can have Thursday but in a few minutes I will be talking to Bram about the food for Saturday. I know I can't go to the cabin but Bram and J will be manning the fire pit so I will give him some spice blends for the meat. On Friday somebody had better find me a kitchen and some prep chefs for six hours because I am going overboard for Saturday. That's Adam's birthday, a thank you to the hordes and my meal of thanks to Tim if he agrees to marry me.”


We are going overboard for Saturday.” Tim agreed. “I'm not missing a chance to help say thank you to this group of loving louts.”


Do you have any objection to sharing some of your food on Friday night?” Lawrence asked. “I didn't think you would. That is why I will let you use the hotel kitchen. Stephen would never forgive me for not being able to help. We'll post a sign saying we are celebrating a wedding with a special menu. The food will be amazing and if one or two guests insist on something else we can always whip it up for them.”


I'll need a lot of fridge space including one really big space for the cake.” I warned.


Hans we had to take a car when we bought these cake pans.” Tracy said. “You better stay away or else you could be baked into it. No Morgan I am not exaggerating. There are four pans starting at one foot and increasing by a foot. Yes the last one is four feet. Rohan did say overboard.”


I'll cook burgers if somebody organizes a shopping expedition.” I said. “We'll get started preparing the fries. I would welcome some help. A production line would be good.”


We'll cook some of the burgers at my place.” Amanda said.


Lawrence dressed us both. Richard had taken Tim shopping earlier when Lawrence had seen his clothes. Tim agreed to let me update his clothing back home. Lawrence explained how he'd clothed me so it wasn't any trouble at all. Christopher and Garth had fun picking up my clothing and would enjoy doing it for him. Tim reminded us we were going to Poland from here. I suggested a detour through London to introduce the boys to the staff at The Queen's Lancer. Then a ferry to Amsterdam and a train to Poland I decided. We'll get things started with Leslie's friend on Monday I told Tim. My housekeeper let us know we couldn't get married in the same clothes twice and a special outfit would be waiting for both of us in London. Lawrence backed her up.


They do make a handsome couple.” Tracy said as she finished dressing Tim.


Richard and Lawrence drove us to the restaurant. The official photographer for our wedding included the proposal in the package Richard explained. We watched from a safe distance as Joseph descended on Tim. There were questions and tears in equal measure. Liberal amounts of kisses. Compliments on his clothing and courage for marrying me. When the bombardment reached ten minutes I stepped forward, swatted Joseph firmly on the ass and scooped him into my arms.


There's two of us getting married.” I reminded him. “Where's my kisses?”


Tim paid close attention to the special kiss I gave Joseph. When I finally ended the kiss Joseph theatrically went limp in my arms and guided us to our table in that pose. Tim laughed when our straight-faced waiter told him he'd have to learn the kiss because he'd never heard Joseph be quiet for more than thirty seconds before today. Unknown to me Tim was in on the conspiracy. A conspiracy they would have called off if he'd wanted me alone for the entire night. Tim told the other conspirators all he needed was time with me to say yes.


So much for a discrete proposal.” I said as we watched Lawrence set up a video recorder on a tripod. The other diners became intrigued.


Stage fright?” Tim asked.


I'm not one for public speaking so you'll have to hold my hand.” I said. “The whole getting down on one knee thing doesn't appeal but I'll do it if you want.”


We're equals so let's keep it that way from the start. Now if you were getting down on one knee to drape me over the other for a spanking that would be fine.” Tim said softly with a wink.


Tim you know how honored I feel to have been your first and how amazed I am that you waited three years for me.” I began taking his hands in mine. Keeping my gaze fixed on his eyes I ignored the flash of the camera. “Your youth has made me hesitate to ask you for such a commitment. I will trust you to decide what is right for you because that is what I'd ask in return. There is so much beauty and light inside of you I would consider my life truly blessed if you'd agree to share some of your journey with me and marry me?”


Nothing would make me happier, Rohan.” Tim said simply leaning in to give me a long, deep kiss. “Are you doing anything Thursday afternoon?”


Yes, I am.” I said amazed at how much joy I felt at the thought. “I'm marrying my British soulmate.”


Tim dabbed at my eyes while I wiped his. There was nothing more to say. We held hands and kissed a few more times. Joseph rushed through and deposited a bottle of champagne at our table. I filled one glass for us to drink from and offered it to Tim. You go first for being brave enough to marry an old coot like me I explained. When we had finished the first glass and kissed once more Lawrence stepped up and switched off the recorder. I was pleasantly surprised when other diners came over to kiss us both. Even our waiter gave us a kiss each on the cheek before leading me to the deck.


Thank you guys.” I said simply to the assembled gang with my arm over Tim. “Those three grinning whippersnappers will collect your rewards over the next few months.”


Better mix up lots of cream Adam.” Tracy warned.


Tim told our waiter to leave the double doors open if other diners wanted to join in. There were still empty spaces at our tables. Tracy had let Tim decide on the menu for our group to make it easier on Joseph. The other diners were welcome to eat from our menu if they wished. We were doing a variety of roast dishes with roast potatoes, vegetables and gravy. I just kept standing right where we had stepped through the door with Tim pressed close to me. The relief of hearing him say yes was almost as much as the joy I was feeling. Thankfully Leslie had the good sense to send Dylan and Adam over to lead us to our seats. Several people had to repeat themselves before I responded. I apologized and agreed with Morgan it might be best to place a sign on the table warning people. He returned and placed a folded card in front of me that said “Lovestruck Old Coot Hard of Hearing.”


Why would I be upset when it's true?” I asked Tim. “Love soaked might have been more accurate. Thank you for taking care of the menu for our dinner. The fewer decisions I have to make for the next two days the better. Have I told you how dazzling you are tonight?”


You can tell me again.” Tim said with a smile.


Tim you are so handsome and dazzling. I can't believe you agreed to marry me.” I said. “I love you.”


27 and 32.” Dylan said from alongside me. “We're keeping track of how many times you complimented Tim on his stunning good looks and how many I love yous. A lovestruck pet pervert is a lot of fun.”


I never would have believed my dad could be an even bigger softy.” Adam said. “All we needed was to add Tim to the mix. Dad the contrast between super softy and geriatric gristle is amazing. Hey, leave the tickling to Tracy.”


Yes, stick to spanking them.” Tracy said coming up behind Adam to take over tickling him.


Tammy came over to congratulate us. She brought Hans and Clifton with her. Seeing Clifton without his mask almost made me cry but I didn't want to give Clifton the wrong impression. Juliet's friend had worked miracles on him. There were just two small dark streaks visible. Tim agreed he had nothing to worry about because by Thursday he would be even more handsome. I told Juliet that Morgan had a special kiss for her friend and to introduce them at the wedding. Juliet smiled and promised.


Isn't this setting next to the river lovely?” Juliet asked winking at the boys. “Sorry, Rohan, I couldn't resist teasing you. Tim he literally only has eyes for you tonight. I've never been around somebody in such a state. The love that goes with it is overwhelming. Hopefully Rohan hasn't finished off all the champagne.”


You need to mingle.” Leslie told me. “I know you want to sit here holding Tim but he also needs to mingle. Don't make me spank you both in front of the guests. Tracy will bring him back safely to you.”


Leslie led me away from the group to the river for a few minutes. She leaned against me and suggested I sound a few mantras. The bell and grounding mantra helped me focus without completely driving away the light, joyful feeling inside of me. When I did my mingling fewer people had to repeat themselves. Sometimes I still looked over toward Tim. Leslie usually brought me back with a firm swat. Tracy and Leslie had our mingling planned with military precision. I'd hugged and thanked half our guests when she led me back to my place. She told me she would be back after the main course to mingle with the rest of our guests. Tracy would do the same with Tim.


Joseph asked about the food from safely out of my reach. He was so intent on avoiding Tim and me he didn't notice the boys creeping up behind. I let them thank him for several minutes with lots and lots of kisses. Even Hans and Clifton joined in the game. Our waiter actually chuckled aloud. Joseph threatened to fire him. The boys convinced him to keep him on. Tracy scooped Joseph up and sat down with him in her lap. Abby shared her kisses equally between Tim and Joseph.


Tracy had to release him to supervise dessert while she took charge of Tim. I let leslie guide me through the social niceties. Thanking everybody for joining us did bring me joy. I even included the other restaurant guests who had joined our party. Their acceptance was genuine and a wonderful blessing. Time was passing though so we settled in for dessert. Pies of all sorts comprised our dessert. Tim had asked for some traditional American treats. I told him pecan pie was my favorite American pie. Key Lime pie was a close second. There were none better than Joseph's pies I assured him. They are better than mine I conceded. Tim pointed out I would need to make some for him to judge. He enlisted Hans and Clifton to help him judge the contest. Sanne groaned and buried her head in her hands while Elaine comforted her.


Rohan keeps smuggling sweet treats to Hans and now you are joining in.” Elaine explained to Tim. “I'm looking forward to seeing how she deals with the challenge. Tim you have to spoil little boys with treats. Follow Rohan's lead. He even hid under Hans' bed with a bowl of pudding a couple of Sundays ago. Sanne didn't even know he was there until later. They both showed incredible courage.”


The biggest kid at the cabin is always Rohan.” Bram added. “I've seen his sons making notes when he gets up to his tricks. Sanne has tugged on his ear several times in one day and he still didn't stop. She had to pay the three boys five kisses each to keep Rohan occupied in the bedroom so she could get some rest.”


Tim grinned when he saw me blushing. Dylan didn't help by saying that's why we had such a large collection of restraints. I warned him I'd only restrain myself for so long. Tracy reminded me softly the two youngest boys needed to get some rest so it was time to move on with the dancing. Our waiter promised to box up a pecan pie and key lime pine for me. Tim whispered the dance he'd been practicing so that's where we started. I whispered back he should ask the boys and some of the ladies for lessons during the week.


When the music ended the applause startled me. The entire restaurant had emptied to watch us. Tables got pushed to the side and more couples joined in the dancing. Two hours later Tracy headed off to settle our bill. Joseph agreed to keep our dance floor open. The three scurvy knaves grinned at me. They calmly admitted they'd had a lot of fun dancing and enjoyed a little too much champagne tonight. I sat down with them on my lap and did a little chi healing. They agreed it was the least I could do and kindly forgave me for not keeping a closer watch on them. Dylan told me I'd passed the fifty mark on handsome compliments and I love yous.


What a wonderful evening.” I said as I snuggled with Tim on the back seat. “Sounded like you did a great job with that special kiss.”


Richard remind me to send Rohan's waiter a copy of that photograph.” Lawrence said. “The kiss was incredible. Joseph even forgot to protest and squirm afterward. Good idea, Richard, I'll include a picture of after the kiss for the waiter. Rohan and Tim we joke and tease a lot between us but that really was a very, very special gathering and I will always be honored to have shared it with you guys.”


Me too.” Richard said.


Thanks guys.” we said.


Can you believe this handsome man agreed to get engaged to me?” I asked before I kissed said handsome man. “I wonder how long it will take to sink in.”


All I can say is I'm glad I'm not the one who has to get the two of you to disengage tomorrow morning.” Richard said.


The secret is in the timing Richard.” Lawrence said. “Showing up at lunchtime would be good timing.”


Lawrence told us most of the gang would be staying at the orphanage. He reminded me they had camp cots and a working bathroom so everything would be fine. The skateboard area hadn't been built yet so they had an open space to set up the beds. Lawrence told me the skateboard park would be finished last purely to make it as easy as possible to move things around. Delivery trucks could unload furniture in the warehouse to keep it dry and save on how far they had to carry the furniture. I had no trouble keeping the two of them chatting about the orphanage all the way back to the apartment. This gave me the opportunity to get in more kisses with Tim.


Thank you for not once saying 'get a room'.” I said as I kissed Richard and Lawrence good night.


No idea what you're on about.” Lawrence said with a smile. “Congratulations guys. I'm glad Rohan found love like I did.”


While we were in the elevator I warned Tim our conspirators had been up to no good here at the apartment as well. Yes there was more to their suggestion of a long walk at the restaurant than just calming our nerves I said. The grins on the faces of those two downstairs and their barely contained laughter confirmed my suspicions. I told Tim he'd learn to read the signs soon enough.


Bloody hell!” Tim said when we stepped inside.


There will be bloody hell to pay for this.” I said wiping at my eyes.


Candles lit the apartment. Somebody must have slipped on ahead to light them because they hadn't burned down very far. There was a box of chocolates, a bottle of wine in an ice bucket and two glasses on the coffee table. Tim pointed out a canvas laundry bag near the front door and said they'd thought of everything. I took the hint. Soon we were hugging and kissing each other naked.


The flowers were amazing in their tall amphora vases. There were three vases. I sat in silence soaking in the love that had gone into arranging this setting. When Tim showed me a text he had typed on my cellphone I smiled.


That's why you wanted my cellphone.” I said as I selected all the people from my contact list who had been present today.


Tim created a group of some sort that would automatically send a message to all of them for future use. He assumed we would need it again. The message said 'Thank you for making us cry again – The Lovestruck Geriatric and his Soon-To-Be-Struck Lover.' Tim smiled, kissed me and assured me animated movies were very fitting for this occasion. Then it was his turn to hold me while I cried. I sent a text to the Loving Louts list asking if the candlelight was to hide the fact my housekeepers hadn't dusted since the Roman invasion of Britain. Then I sipped on some wine and explained about the dust to Tim. We finished half a pecan pie during “The Emperor's New Groove”.


Let's save some pecan pie for breakfast and switch to key lime pie with our second movie.” I suggested idly running a finger over Tim's cock and balls.


Would you like to switch to white wine for that pie?” Tim asked getting up but pausing to kiss me.


Good idea.” I said pouring the remaining red wine into my glass. “Good choice. Been a while since I last watched Ice Age Continental Drift.”


Now that we were formally engaged both of us were a lot more relaxed. We knew we'd make love before we went to sleep. There was no sense of urgency to rush into bed. Relaxing naked with our pie, wine and movie was wonderful. Touching and kissing each other from time to time was enough for now. We laughed. I drew him into my arms. A few kisses at the end of the movie. Tim lay with his head in my lap. He giggled when he felt my erection pressing up against the back of his head.


“That's what Americans call a subtle hint.” I explained.


My British bombshell had the gall to insist on making me my smoothie and tea. I sulked on the couch with a brandy and soda while he set about preparing the tray.


“Is that pouting and sulking just to get me to kiss you?” Tim asked when he returned and set the tray on the coffee table.


“Do I look like the sort of geriatric who would sulk and pout just to get a kiss from a hot, naked young British lad?” I countered.


“Yes.” Tim said without hesitation.


“Then why waste valuable kissing time asking the question?” I inquired between kisses. “Time is a priceless commodity I learned recently.”


“Time for you to finish that glass of wine and have your smoothie.” Tim said.


I refused to take medicine with me to the bedroom on this special night. Tim pulled a blanket over us and waited patiently for me to finish my medicine. I made us each a drink to take up to the bedroom. Tim grinned when I said we'd need to hydrate when I finally got done with him. The conspirators had left us with two douters so it didn't take long to extinguish the candles. Or rather not as long as it might have because there were a lot of kisses and swats involved as we moved about the apartment extinguishing candles.


Tomorrow will be time enough to explain I decided as we stood admiring the bed linens and candles. I noticed the video recorder was pointing at the bed and the power light was on. We could decide what to do about the recording tomorrow as well. Right now I wanted to beat and fuck my Briton. Mindful of the camera I positioned an ottoman in front of it. Tim was soon bent over my left thigh with my right leg pinning his legs. I took my time lubricating and finger-fucking his gorgeous ass. Tonight I wanted as much physical contact as possible so when I finally got around to it I spanked him by hand.


Tim's laughter filled the room in response to the playful slaps I'd used the other night on two of the fucketeers. The more he laughed the more I fell in love. I restrained myself tonight because of the pounding he'd taken last night. This was a very special night so I didn't restrain myself too much. Tim was squirming nicely long before I set him up on his feet and kissed him. I squeezed his ass hard as I suckled at his breast. Tim bucked within my grasp.


I worked my way down to his cock with a trail of light kisses and firm squeezes. Then I turned us to present a profile of me sucking him to the camera. Tim was oblivious to anything but the mix of pain and pleasure I was stoking within him. I released him when I was certain he could get no harder and set him on the bed. My betrothed lay with his arms tucked under him against his chest clutching fistfuls of bedding. Lowering my head I kissed the side of his neck. Dropping my hips I penetrated him.


Rocking back on my knees I was able to make each stroke into him long and deep. Tim promised the tears were those of joy. I hoped he'd shed a lot of them in his time with me. This was a fuck I savored to the fullest by letting my attention drift from my lips on his flesh to the feel of his ass around my cock to the wonderful fullness of his cheeks meeting my groin and my balls tapping against the lower part of his ass. Twice I withdrew completely. Teasing him with a seeming reluctance to enter him again.


“You want me to place my cock where?” I asked.


“Fuck my ass, please.” Tim begged.


“That sounds gross.” I said. “I like my cock. Why would I put it there?”


“Please, Rohan. Fuck me.” Tim continued begging. “Yes, I promise it will feel fucking fantastic. Really good. Mind-blowing.”


“I'm not convinced.” I said withdrawing from him after a few thrusts. “I mean it's not bad. Nothing to write home about though.”


“Gods I hope you're not writing home about this.” Tim said. “As my betrothed you are obliged to fuck me, Scoundrel.”


“You'll excuse me while I double-check the contract, won't you?” I asked mildly.


“Scoundrel if you don't bury your cock in my ass within thirty seconds and get me off within two minutes I will take a time out to beat some sense into you.” Tim said sternly.


“And what will you do if I get you off within two minutes?” I asked rolling him over and stroking the sweet spot inside his ass.


“I'll wait until the morning to beat you.” Tim promised.


“Deal.” I said sealing it with a kiss and a cock up his ass.


“Oh fuck. Scoundrel you are impossible at times.” Tim said with a smile. “Yes, keep it there please. Just like that from now to the end.”


“Certainly. I think you're convincing me putting my fine cock in your ass is an awesome, amazing, mind-blowing experience.” I said leaning down to kiss him. “Don't squeeze down like that too often or I'll make a mess inside of you.”


“Heaven forbid.” Tim said. “How can you be so calm and blasé?”


“I got you to say yes.” I said causing him to chuckle. “Sex doesn't have to be serious although my balls are getting serious about emptying. I love you, Tim. All of you.”


For a while there was no other sound but the sounds of our love-making. I set my intention to fill his ass with my cum and let this focus guide the pace of our fucking. When I slipped into that most selfishly intimate frame of mind I knew I was close.


“So close.” I said hoarsely. “Oh, gods yes. Fuck yes. Oh, oh. Now! Yes!”


“Ah, fucking hell.” Tim cried as I pulled on his cock frantically. The boy arched beneath me and pumped cum down the length of his body. I kept his cock in hand as I waited to slip from his ass. Then I licked him clean.


Later when we snuggled beneath the covers I couldn't find the words to share what I was feeling. Going within I asked my Lady to sing her favorite love song of all time. Yes I know that's a large selection to choose from but I'm floundering here. Give him five kisses she instructed. When our lips parted the fifth time she sang softly. Loud enough for us both to hear without straining but only just. I thanked her. I thanked Tim. I fell asleep bursting with love and joy.


The flash of the camera woke me. Lawrence told me Tracy had requested this shot. Walking around the bed he showed me the image of me, Tim and the three boys asleep beneath the covers. Kiss her and swat her butt for me I told him. Will I never cook breakfast for you again I asked when he told me breakfast would be served when we got downstairs. Lawrence closed the door as I slipped beneath the blankets and blew the sleep from the four of them.


Tim found himself being kissed by the boys as I knelt between his legs and fucked him. They smiled and joined me in telling him how much we loved him. When I finished I leaned over to kiss him. Then I drew him up and out of bed. The boys followed us to the shower. Lawrence got kissed by Tim and the three boys because he had put the shot of us asleep up on the TV for the others to see. Belinda told me everybody wanted a copy of that picture. I sighed in relief when she said everybody included me. Tracy handed me my smoothie.


“Can you believe my beloved insisted on me drinking my medicinal smoothie and tea last night?” I asked Dylan. “Tracy if you give him a kiss like that he'll keep doing it. We wouldn't want that now would we?”


“Yes we would.” Dylan said giving Tim an even longer kiss.


“Mark my words Belinda they'll be offering me tea before my Irish coffee.” I said sitting down next to her. Tim ended up in my lap. “Trust me that tea is something nobody should face sober. Here we go. Do I know these miscreants or what? Tracy you'll have to lean down for a thank you kiss there's a Brit on my lap for some reason.”


“Explain why you gave Tracy a thank you kiss for bringing you such vile tasting tea?” Belinda asked with a smile. “This ought to be good.”


“This vile tasting tea does me a lot of good.” I said calmly taking a sip. “I know it. What I also know is I'd tend to forget to drink enough without Tracy or the other beverage makers around to keep me supplied. Even with all the help there are some tasks only I can do this week and failing at them is not an option.”


“Have you told him?” my housekeeper asked sitting down next to us. “Yes, about the bed linens. Okay I'll explain. There's something I have in mind for them but only if the two of you are okay with it.”


“Do you think Patricia will mind considering how we transformed the energy?” I asked my housekeeper. Tim was willing to give her this set of linens in return for the chance to go buy some of our own for the new house. When Lawrence said if we bought them today he'd make certain they were on our bed at the hotel on Thursday it was a done deal.


“You could always ask Patricia?” Patricia said stepping out of the kitchen and coming around to kiss us. “I can't believe you guys are okay giving them up. Rohan what you shared last night energetically would have permeated the bedding. The love shining from the two of you is all the evidence I need to know I'd be honored to have that bedding.”


“I'm sure.” I said. “Starting fresh and entering this chapter with Tim and the boys with no lingering traces will be perfect. All I have to do is convince the sweet lady in charge of my household to let me buy two sets.”


“What sort of housekeeper do you think I am?” my housekeeper asked me with feigned indignation. “Rohan you need three sets. There's the cabin as well. Let's eat so we can go shopping and not keep Lawrence waiting.


Tim, the boys and me selected a set of bed linens for the cabin. Then I let Tim and the boys choose the set for the apartment. I pulled Tim close to me and together we selected our marriage linens.


“Good thing we have Brother Murray, Stephen and Belinda here to carry these bags for us.” I said looking at the large bags. “Belinda you don't expect me to lift something that heavy before my second round of medicine do you? Perish the thought.”


Bram and J spoiled my fun by picking up the bags. Sanne promised to get the new linens washed and on the bed in the cabin. I thanked her. Then I thanked Lawrence for asking but in this instance I was happy to give him carte blanche in choosing my room and complimentary bottle of champagne. Unspoken between us was the knowledge that I was trusting his taste to make it perfect.


“May I have a look?” I asked a masked Clifton in the parking space. There were two bruises that still needed to heal. One was above his left eye and the other was on the right hand side of his face. “Tammy tells me you're sharing the healing mantra.”


“Yes, I say it all the time.” Clifton said. “I haven't forgotten the other ones. They helped a lot before I went to the hospital.”


“Good. Keep it up.” I said kissing the two bruises. “Thank you for working so hard on my present. Hans come here so I can kiss you as well. Marikie you're in line after him. One word and it will be a special kiss.”


“I wonder if that threat will work as quickly for us as it worked for Rohan.” Sanne said with a grin.


“Mama you wouldn't?” Marikie said shocked.


“Why not? Rohan gives the boys special kisses and much more all the time.” Sanne said.


Marikie smiled gratefully when I whispered Sanne was just teasing. They were headed home directly from the store. Dylan reminded me we had burgers for lunch yesterday. Fine then I'll make it three cheese bacon dogs with sweet potato fries with lots of beer. Adam asked if it wasn't traditional to get drunk on your wedding day instead of before it. I told him it was tradition in many parts to spank kids with a clever-mouth and flipped him over for a few swats. The scurvy knave just laughed. I hugged him tightly before setting him on the ground. I asked Adam what cheese he wanted and we discussed pairings of smoked meat and cheese.


The boys told me because it was the end of the term they'd had no trouble getting Thursday and Friday off school. They were going back for the last week to say goodbye to their friends. Amanda reminded me homeschooling would begin after the break. I promised to drag a monk out to help if the boys had any trouble with their lessons while we were in Poland. The boys need to spend a good amount of time with their moms I insisted. Tim added he would be glad to help the boys. This would give his butt a chance to recover he said and laughed delightedly when I blushed.


Once we'd seen the boys off to school the next morning I had my workout. Leslie took us over to her friend's travel agency so we could discuss our trip to Poland. Amanda and Sophie had told me they'd be happy to have the boys for two weeks. They told me I could have them for four weeks which would include the first two weeks of their homeschooling. Tim was quite happy to arrive Saturday morning so we could go watch a Tottenham Hotspur game that afternoon. I'd checked with Christopher that this would be okay and there was a game to watch.


We'd leave Sunday night on the ferry to the Netherlands. A train from the dock would take us to Amsterdam where would board a train for Kraków a few hours later. The drive from Kraków to Katowice is only an hour I told them. We'd spend three weeks in Poland. I wanted to take the boys to see Newcastle or Sunderland. Charles would also be thrilled to see the boys. Then it would be time to return home. Tim didn't think the boys would mind a day traveling on the train. We'd arrive early Tuesday morning. Leslie's friend put together the itinerary and suggested we get the okay from the boys this afternoon. Once they said okay I would call her to book the tickets.


Tim requested pasties for British meal night. I chose Banoffee pie for dessert. The boys were given no choice but to have lunch in the living room so I could show them the bits and pieces of the itinerary. I explained my reservations about a day on the train instead of flying from London. The boys said the ferry and train would be cool. Tim called our travel agent back. Tracy poured everybody including the boys a glass of champagne when Tim confirmed our trip booked. Gods it would be so good fucking the boys in London and Poland I thought as I happily prepared dinner.


The boys shared the details of their trip with our dinner guests. After dinner they shared the websites I'd shown them earlier. Their moms thanked me for getting them all excited on a night they were putting them to bed. I promised to take them upstairs and kiss some of their excitement better. Tim helped me prepare the boys for bed. While Tim was blowing Dylan and Adam was fucking my face kind Morgan eased some of Tim's wedding excitement. His thoughtfulness earned him a rimming from me while Tim blew him. Their moms thanked us by having a brandy and soda waiting for us.


No amount of tai chi or mantra could keep me from feeling a lot of nervousness the day before my wedding. Ada suggested Tim get me drunk. Tracy told her six Polish farmers had failed with vodka so Tim didn't stand a chance. After a few more kisses from the boys she told Tim since he was younger and more virile he needed to keep me in bed until just before the wedding. Dylan began to seriously consider becoming Polish because they had such wise citizens. J promised Ada he would visit me tomorrow morning to help Tim calm my nerves. Ada told me Sophie must love me very much. Sophie said she did love me a lot but J returned more relaxed and at peace when I finished with him so she really was just helping herself. Ada decided that was information best kept among the ladies. All the guys promised to forget we'd heard what Sophie said.


Right after breakfast I promised J when we said good night. The three fucketeers were happy to lend their comrade a hand and a mouth and an ass in quelling my nervousness. Sophie told them they had a lot to do tomorrow and needed their rest. I'll be fine I assured the boys. This is one of those too much good stuff events I told them. Tim promised to marry me even if I cried before we finished the ceremony. I thanked him for his kindness before we sent to sleep.


The three fucketeers checked in on us and fed us a couple of loads each. Tim fed me his load or else he wouldn't last long at all when I thrashed him and J in a couple of hours. Stephen joined us for breakfast and took the boys with him when he left. Sophie urged me to take J and Tim upstairs quickly because J was helping set up tables and fetching guests. She didn't need to tell me twice to take a seventeen and fifteen year old boy upstairs for a spanking and fucking. Last night I'd told Tim we were going to save his ass for our wedding night. I'd blow him as often as he needed.


The speed I approached things with this morning startled Tim. I offered no explanation for the rush. Being startled and surprised was part of the treatment. J helped Tim with the last of his clothing and led him by the hand to the bench. They both bent forward to rest their palms on it. I used backhanded strokes for the warm up because they required more concentration. The long paddle worked nicely. This time I didn't step forward past their hips but allowed the sting to grow gradually.


Once the warm-up was over I swiftly built up to a good stinging force and held it. J curse me when he realized what I was doing. Sophie will be even more upset if I rushed and hurt you I told him keeping a steady rain of blows falling on their gorgeous asses. I noticed Tim's glance across to J just before he begged me to fuck him. Trusting J's judgment I landed another six blows before setting aside the paddle. Tim sighed in relief.


I pulled J backwards to his knees for his fucking. J kept himself braced on the bench as I drove up into him. Tim's nerves and the arousal from the spanking got him off quickly. He swallowed J's cock to help get us off. He succeeded within a few extremely hot minutes. I didn't try to ride out J's orgasm but let his inner muscles get me off.


“No, you can't shower with me.” J said. “Sophie will help me. You need to demonstrate something to Tim.”


J kissed us both. When he left the room it was a signal for Juliet to enter the room. She needed me to say out loud that I was willing to help Tim see what a true spanking was like. Juliet promised Tim she would leave me healthy enough to satisfy him tonight. I kissed him and turned to stand with my hands on my head. I braced myself by standing with my legs spread. Tim gasped in surprise when the first blow landed. My groan of pleasure caused him to gasp again. Juliet laughed lightly.


We must have been halfway through my thrashing or at least I hoped we were when J entered the room. Juliet had a whispered conversation with him. J stepped up alongside me and whispered in my ear as the thrashing continued. I nodded and whispered a request he hold Tim's hand. Sophie had asked to watch some of the demonstration. She wanted to get a better understanding of what J experienced. They stood on either side of a still naked Tim and each took hold of a hand. I think Sophie stayed until the end because of Tim.


Juliet was swinging the paddle in an arc to strike from underneath and lift me up on my toes. Every time I sank back physically I consciously relaxed an organ. Smiling inside as Lao suggested I rode the thrashing. Juliet noticed the shift within me. A last dozen blows landed to confirm the shift and she burst out laughing.


“Well done, Rohan.” Juliet said walking up to me. “Teach that to Tim. Don't leave it for Lao to do. Sophie I'll answer your questions in the spare room. You can spare thirty minutes. Rohan was a lot quicker than we expected. That's a pretty good glow he's sporting but nowhere close to what he can take. Yes that's why he let Dylan go as far as he did. The old coot will push himself beyond his limits to help the boys. Now let's leave Rohan alone with Tim for a minute.”


“Let's go take our shower.” I said taking Tim's hand. “The hot water will open the pores for the cream and your talented tongue will open something else. Please, I'm so fucking aroused now.”


“The going rate I'm told is five kisses. I'll let you off because it's your wedding day and you're making a lad very, very, very happy.” Tim said slipping to his knees.


“Good to see generosity alive and well.” I said with a sigh as he wrapped his lips around me.


Lawrence insisted on a photo shoot at the apartment. Tim told me it was only for one afternoon so I could endure it. Finally we had to leave or we'd be late. Frederick had sent out a memo saying this area was reserved for a very private function. Stephen had stationed some very large, muscular ushers with copies of the memo some ways down the corridor. I slipped through the side door and joined up with the group by slipping through the chapel. I definitely didn't want any of my employees to see me.


Tim was telling Dylan that he knew of my lady and she'd be most welcome to sing when I joined them. Morgan and Adam had decided Dylan would be my best man because they couldn't be split. Christopher was Tim's best man.


“Ready? Then let's go before this rapscallion comes to his senses.” I said wrapping my arm in his. “Go ahead, Stephen.”


Stephen banged three times on the doors. Then he waited a moment for the choir to get started before opening both doors for us. I split my focus into three. My mantra, my Lady and the experience within the church. I wanted to engrave every moment on my heart. Tim smiled when I gently tugged on his arm and slowed the pace. The kind lad had agreed to let Lao and Daizan bless our marriage so they sat in the front row.


The moment I realized even the nervousness was a pleasant experience it ceased bothering me. Calmly I knelt on my cushion and fixed my gaze on Tim's. Tim had chosen the traditional marriage vows in honor of his deceased parents. They were staunch traditionalists but he told me they were in a place where they would recognize the love we had for each other and approve of our marriage. By keeping to the traditional vows we were thanking them. I was only to happy to thank them for bringing this wonderful boy into the world. This morning when I'd meditated I'd sent out my most heartfelt thanks and love to them.


Dylan nudged my arm and held the ring out to me. We'd decided on simple bands of gold inscribed with the words “fiat lux”. The Latin for “let there be light”. I smiled with as much light as I could muster and slipped the ring on his finger. Tim was laughing softly when he slipped a ring on my finger. Flinching now would not be good I told myself when Tim leaned in to kiss me. My Lady advised patience so I held my tongue and remained kneeling as Lao and Daizan each blessed our wedding.


When we stood I motioned the choir down to form up behind us. I mentioned the song my Lady had chosen and told them to start ahead of me. This was a song well-known to the Order. A song of thanksgiving and love for our guests. This song was traditionally sung when one had visitors over for dinner and was several hundred years old. My Lady guided me in opening my inner space some more. Letting the image of the lake become a sun drenched ocean created a vast sense of openness inside of me. I held the image until I felt a click. A quick chant of my sealing mantra three times silently within me held the inner space open. The choir broke into song at my hand gesture and my Lady told me to brace myself.


Tim was a grinning fool but somehow he increased his smile when I tightened my grip on his arm. He felt me breathe in deeply as I gathered myself. Images of falling into the sea of chi flashed through my mind. I let go. I dived down into the vast cavern. One moment it was a vast silent space and the next it filled with a multitude of voices. You couldn't pick out any individual voice but there was a collective resonance in the sounds. These same sounds that flowed from me. A choir to sing with the more traditional choir. How the choir behind me managed to keep going without missing a single note will always be a mystery to me. We sang the song three times before I motioned them to stop.


My whole body shook as I struggled to refocus. Shaking my head briskly for a moment or two helped. Dylan, Adam and Morgan led the way to the door to the garden. Brother Michael opened it as they approached. They smiled at him and gave him a high-five. Tim laughed at my expression when Brother Michael joined in the high-five with the imps. There was chuckling from behind me. The boys stopped a few feet from the door where the rest of the garden could be clearly seen. Adam and Morgan came back to wrap their arms around Tim while Dylan hugged me.


“Rohan it's the best possible gift.” Tim said. “How did you get those plants to survive the trip from England.”


“I brought them over as seeds.” I said enjoying the pleasure he was feeling. “Go ahead and show it to him Sanne. I feel the need for a strong drink all of a sudden.”


“Mourning the death of your bachelorhood, Dad?” Adam asked as the three boys walked with me to the tables.


“Celebrating the fact I got that Brit to marry me.” I said hugging them. “He's worth the death of several thousand bachelorhoods. Thank you, Tracy.”


“You're welcome, Rohan.” Tracy said handing me a glass with neat brandy. “I may need a few days to adjust to you being married. You really should have waited longer Boss because I haven't had time to adjust to Leslie being married yet.”


The boys smiled at me and I smiled at them. We wisely never said a word about her part in getting Tim over here so quickly. Tracy told me because I'd made Tim so very happy she'd forgive me if I promised it wouldn't happen again within the next twenty-four hours. I promised. Then I stood up and swung her into the air. She wouldn't have had any reason to blush if she hadn't squawked and drawn every gaze. When Tim returned to me a while later he was telling Sanne how he left me alone for less than ten minutes and I was swinging girls off their feet and kissing them. Sanne was certain I was just learning a new special kiss to honor our marriage.


Clifton and Hans came over to thank us for wearing make-up. Morgan promised to thank their make-up artist with a special kiss. Tim told me I'd given enough ladies a special kiss for this afternoon. I decided to balance the scales and gave him one.


“Lawrence and Richard are very brave to drive these two for a couple of hours to their room.” Sanne said.


“I hope they've had the windows tinted because these two might not even make it to dessert with their clothes on.” Tracy said.


“Impressive stamina.” Tammy added as the kiss continued. “I'm beginning to gasp for breath.”


Everybody applauded when the kiss ended. Tim had his hands on his knees gasping for breath. His smile never faltered though. Tracy gave us both a brandy and soda. We touched glasses and took a long swallow. The boys took turns sitting in our laps until a late lunch got served. Lawrence had drawn people aside for pictures all afternoon. When we stopped eating he seized the chance to get hold of the bride and groom. Tim was so happy to have pictures of us taken I couldn't grouch about it. Posing with the boys, my housekeepers and the rest of the gang became a lot of fun. I even got a picture of us with Brother Michael standing between us.


This time I didn't mind the speeches. I wanted the opportunity to thank everybody for making this such an incredible day. Their love, laughter and joy was the greatest blessing to our marriage. Then my Lady sang a song of blessing. A solo piece she infused with my genuine gratitude. Short, simple and beautiful. Don't say it she warned me. There was only one real choice for dessert - tiramisu. Tim told the boys he loved seeing me inhale desserts.


“I bet.” Dylan said. “I know I love it when he applies that inhalation technique to me.”


“You'll be his just desserts soon Tim.” Adam promised. “Boy are you in for a rare experience.”


“Sheer hell for what seems like an eternity then splat and you're a puddle.” Morgan said.


“Don't worry I know you'll make a very cute puddle.” Adam said.


I spent some time doing shots of vodka with Ada. She told me she found it a lot easier to make her bread thanks to the gift of the mixer. Beatka kissed me thank you because it helped lessen the pain in her mom's hands. I suggested she speak with Mu and Lao about a tea for the arthritis. Elaine had given Beatka and Ada use of her spare bed. They would travel up tomorrow with the rest of the gang. Tim came over and did a shot of vodka with us. He kissed the ladies and let me pull him away to thank another guest. Tim gave me a thank you kiss because vodka hit him hard. I promised to bring him back here before we left on our trip. Yes I did spend several years meditating as the garden grew around me I confirmed.


“So much like home.” Tim said slipping into my arms. “Much like when you hold me and kiss me. That's a hint, Scoundrel.”


We hunted down Hans and Clifton among the trees and rained kisses down on them for hiding from us. Tammy came to find them so we rained kisses down on her as well. She said Bert owed her big time because he had been about to come looking for the boys. We returned the three of them safely to Bert.


“No matter how many rounds we do I will always feel my thanks were insufficient Tim.” I said. “Let's go.”


I scooped up a tiramisu from the kitchen for the ride to the hotel. Richard grabbed us a bottle of champagne and two glasses. Minutes later we were on our way to the hotel. Richard told us it had been a lot more fun than work. They would rest tomorrow while we cooked. I lifted Tim on my lap so I could feed him some tiramisu. He took control of our champagne. The conversation naturally gravitated to Tim's life in England. He mentioned the two businesses he was looking at and I suggested he chat with Lawrence about them. Lawrence threw the ball right back at me.


“I'll gladly help Tim with a suggestion or two but I'd like to learn from you as well.” I said. “There will be time tomorrow or Saturday for you two to chat and then when I let him up for air we will chat about it.”


“You have no idea how relieved I am you are going to let me up for air.” Tim said kissing me quickly.


“That's all right. I will need to grab a breath on Wednesday.” I said with a smile.


“Don't worry Tim your mate won't survive without dessert for more than twelve hours.” Richard said.


Our chauffeurs insisted on carrying our overnight bags. Lawrence had bought Tim three new outfits to tide him through the festivities. Tracy had suggested they would see him through the next three weeks as well considering how much time he'd be naked. I'd loved the way Tim blushed when she agreed covering up such a cute guy was a sin. Now I walked with my arm around the cute guy with every intention of getting him naked within moments of entering the room.


“Rohan it amazes me how calm you are about what Lawrence has set up for you.” Richard said.


“There is no reason to doubt.” I said calmly as we entered the main building. “I trust him for the same reason you trust him with your love and life. Lawrence is respectful, very sensitive to the situation, has impeccable taste in all things and people and has a quiet, unassuming nature that hides his incredible wisdom. My only warning is for you to make certain you aren't between me and him when I see the room.”


“Thank you, Rohan, for saying that.” Richard said kissing me. “He just won't accept it as true from me so I'm hoping more people will comment on how amazing he is and he'll finally begin to accept it. I'm waiting for the changes in you to rub off on him.”


“You're going to have at least twenty people around for two days on the weekend who feel that way.” Tim reminded Richard. “I think it would be a great opportunity for them to express their gratitude for all Lawrence has done to enrich their lives. Lawrence you've been in my life for less than a month and you've offered insights to Rohan that have proven invaluable. You've opened your heart to me and accepted me without reservation. Now if I have to sit you down and continue this chat with you the moment we reach our room I will. I have no qualms about being the first to thank you and admit how much I admire you. The only thing is Rohan will have to sleep with Richard tonight because I'd simply have to fuck you once I've admitted how wonderful a man you really are.”


“Rohan you've got a very lovely mate.” Richard said as Lawrence was trying to respond to Tim but couldn't get any words out. Richard hugged and kissed Lawrence. “I think the weekend is soon enough for those chats. I couldn't be the first to sleep with Rohan beneath those covers. Yes, they're on the bed.”


Richard took my bag from Lawrence as I unlocked the room door. I held it closed until Lawrence had his camera ready. Then I drew Lawrence forward and gently pushed him into the room to take pictures of it. Five minutes later Lawrence poked his head out to tell us to enter. Tim beat me to giving Lawrence as special kiss so I kissed Richard. They understood. The room was soft and inviting without being overly romantic. There was just the right number of candles. The light they cast allowed free movement around the room and lit up the flowers. There were two bottles of champagne in ice buckets in the seating area which had oversized chairs. Chocolates and flowers adorned the coffee table. There was even a slender, low table at the foot of the bed set up as an altar. Lawrence told us the two religious icons on it were gifts from Lao. Between the two icons was a picture of Lao and Daizan. One of a few gifts from Lawrence and Richard.


Tim had helped me select bed linens decorated with scenes from traditional Japanese paintings. Between the scenes were haiku about love and nature. The linens and pillow cases were black and white but beneath them where pillows in gold pillow cases. A suggestion by Lawrence when we purchased the linens. We'd also purchased a set of gold sheets. I'd loved it when he'd held the against each other in the store but on a bed, in the candlelight they really had the wow factor.


“I'm going to need a while to gather myself before I can invade my Briton so please join us for a glass of champagne.” I said still leaning a little on Richard for support.


“While you go ahead and open the champagne we'll hang up your clothes.” Lawrence said.


“No you wont.” a lady said from behind us. “Lawrence if you don't want people to overhear your conversation then you should close the door. Now hold still while I kiss you. This is fucking amazing. Much like you. You are Rohan and Tim aren't you? We've heard a lot of good things about you. May I congratulate you guys with a kiss? Thank you. Now sit down and have some champagne while I hang your clothes. Richard I can manage. There doesn't look like much to unpack.”


“Be nice Lawrence.” Tim said when Lawrence mumbled about employees working on their own time. “Drink some champagne. To love and life.”


We were about to have a second glass when the kind lady told us she'd finished. I asked her to join us. She sat herself down on Lawrence's lap since we only had four chairs.


“I'm Lindsey the front desk manager.” she introduced herself. “Call me if you need anything tomorrow during your big cooking spree. I'm working the front in the morning and helping in the afternoon with the food prep.”


“Thank you, Lindsey. I know you've had a long day Lawrence but could I impose on you once more?” I asked.


“Provided it's not too strenuous I'm sure I can manage.” Lawrence said with a smile.


“I'm hoping Tim will agree to posing with me in this amazing setting for some pictures.” I said.


“Why wouldn't I want to pose for those pictures?” Tim asked. “You said you were hoping which means you are hesitant. Are you wanting those sort of wedding pictures?”


“Of course not!” I spluttered. The others laughed. My blush was even visible in the soft light of the candles. “Lawrence is too young to take such pictures. I would like some tasteful nude pictures though. Nothing more than a kiss, Lawrence. I promise.”


“Well if Lawrence won't I'd be happy to take them for you.” Lindsey said. “I'm taking a photography course at the college. Merely a hobby and nothing more. I'm not nearly as good as Lawrence. I was hoping to talk him into giving me some hints and tips but stepping in here tonight might have put paid to that plan.”


“No it didn't.” Lawrence said. “I didn't know you are a photographer. Provided the happy married couple don't mind you are welcome to stay and ask questions.”


“I don't mind if you wait until after I've learned how many kisses Rohan was willing to promise me for posing.” Tim said. “Nude pictures ought to cost extra.”


“Would you do it for five million kisses?” I asked over my champagne glass.


“Nothing less than seven point five.” Tim said sipping his champagne.


“How stupid do you think I am? Ten million.” I responded.


“Done but only because I don't want to keep Lawrence up too late.” Tim said. “You drive a very hard bargain.”


“That's not the only hard thing he drives.” Richard said. “Oops. Sorry. I must really be tired.”


“We'd better get started before a little too much slips out.” I said setting my glass down and lifting Tim to his feet.


“That comment is coming from a man about to get naked.” Tim said kissing me.


“Good idea, Lindsey.” Lawrence said in response to something she'd whispered. “Would you be a dear and turn on that lamp over in the corner? There's a dimmer switch on it. Up just a little more. That's perfect. Thank you. Hold on a minute you two. I want to take pictures of you undressing each other.”


“Oh, this will be so hot!” Tim said. “You guys better be ready to run when I reach overload.”


Tim was right. Kissing him as I undressed him was so hot. Topless with the front of his pants open he kissed me. I knelt to pull his pants off slowly. Damn it was hard to resist kissing his cock. Somehow I managed and stood up to kiss him as he stepped out of the puddle of his pants. Then it was his turn to remove my pants. Before peeling off my boxers he shuffled behind me on his knees and pressed his lips against my butt. The imp was so pleased with my startled reaction he had to do it again with my boxers at mid-thigh. Richard told us if that was just the undressing Lesley might need to finish this shoot because he might need to carry off our photographer.


Lawrence allowed us to do some shots with champagne in hand next. My mouth was dry and my hands were shaking. I reminded myself that I'd asked for this delay. Lindsey and Lawrence conducted the shoot in a relaxed and professional manner. Lindsey impressed me with her calmness as she helped us get into some of the poses despite our obvious arousal. Sometimes we held a pose longer so Lawrence could show her why a particular angle was better. He'd point out the difference in the light. Sometimes he place an extra candle or two behind us. Other times he'd ask her to move a candle away. Richard sighed when Lawrence had us lean in to kiss over a vase. Lesley laughed when I slung Tim over my shoulder and had Lawrence take a picture.


Before we climbed under the covers together Lawrence took some photos of us alone and together on top of the new linens. He also asked if he could take a picture of us kneeling in front of the altar. I couldn't resist and let my Lady sing a short prayer of thanks. Tim reached out to hold my hand. This would be one of my favorite photographs because it also captured the framed picture of Daizan and Lao on the altar. When we regained our feet we shared a kiss at the foot of the bed. I kissed Tim at the side of the bed and held the covers up for him. Richard kindly moved the second bottle of champagne closer to the bed. Lindsey spotted it was almost finished and called for another two bottles. She told them to rush them over.


“Don't get up. I'll get it.” Richard said when there was a knock at the door. “This is on Lawrence's tab. Thank you for getting it here so quickly.”


The last few photographs were of me opening the bottle and pouring us drinks. Lawrence captured us toasting our love for each other. He also snapped a picture of Lindsey giving us a thank you kiss for the wonderful photography lesson. Tim suggested she give Lawrence his thank you kiss outside. Then he turned towards me and pulled me close for a long kiss. Lawrence captured that as well.


I was happy just to lie there kissing him for a very long time. Gazing into his eyes I saw such love shining back at me I shivered. Tim pulled me close and wrapped me in his arms. Resting his head on my chest we lay there content to hold each other. My patience ran out soon enough. I climbed up and straddled his chest. Looking down at him with his lips wrapped around my cock I slowly drained the rest of the champagne.


Tim cupped a cheek in each hand and sucked tenderly on my cock. I let the tenderness work its magic on me. Squirming gently I told him how good it felt when he sucked me. How much I enjoyed his finger inside me. The rubbing of his fingers over my hole caused my hips to buck and drive my cock deeper into his mouth. Tim never flinched nor gagged under my increased assault. His light touches continued. The soft sucking going on and on and on. I closed my eyes and sighed in pleasure.


“You bastard! Holy fuck!” I cried as the imp spanked my balls.


“Wow you really do love it.” Tim said in surprise.


“Love it. Scary as hell.” I said writhing under his blows but making no attempt to escape. “Later. Oh gods. Please don't stop. A little longer. Fucking hell!”


Getting my balls spanked always filled me with a mixture of primal terror and pleasure. I couldn't stay cool when my nuts were in pain. This nervousness, fear and pain was also very arousing. I couldn't deny it even if I didn't understand it. So fucking scary and it drove me wild. Reaching down I pressed my cock against his lips. Tim stopped the spanking to stroke and suck my cock. I grinned at him. He smiled when I sighed and settled down on his chest.


“Beloved it's time.” I said softly withdrawing my cock from his mouth and lying on top of him. “I love you so much.”


“Please, my Love. My scoundrel. Please make love to me.” Tim said as we kissed.


Sliding down further to kneel between his legs I pushed the covers back. I took a few minutes to look down at him as he lay completely exposed in front of me. I told him he was so beautiful as I gently took hold of his legs and pulled him up on my thighs. Taking my time I let him rest in that position as I toyed with his hole. Teasing it for several more minutes as I lubricated him. Tim's eyes never left my groin as I coated my cock liberally. Tugging on it at different angles to tease him further.


“Do you want this cock as much as I want your ass?” I asked.


“More. Oh, Love, you have no idea. Married.” Tim said in amazement. “How did I get so fucking lucky?”


“How did we?” I asked pointing the head of my cock at his glistening hole. “I want to make you mine.”


“I'm already yours.” Tim said. “Take me. Please accept the gift. Screw me, Scoundrel.”


“With pleasure.” I promised pulling him closer and penetrating him.


We fucked for a very long time. I stopped often to lean over him and kiss him. Then fucking his gorgeous ass. Stopping to tell him over and over how much I loved him. Letting him know through gasps of pleasure and spoken words how much I enjoyed being inside his ass. Another pause to kiss his lips, neck and nipples. Returning to the wonderful process of claiming him. Thrusting deeply inside him until he locked his legs around me. There would be no more stopping.


“Are you close?” I asked.


“A hand would be nice.” Tim said with a smile and a chuckle. I laughed with him as I wrapped my right hand around his cock.


My orgasm was really close. I picked up the pace. Matching the pace of my hand with my cock I got at getting us off. Time to consummate our marriage. Less noble thoughts of marking my territory with my seed filled my mind. I pounded him harder for just a few more strokes. Then growling from deep within I pumped my cum into him. My whole body jerked as my balls spat my seed into his bowels. Tomorrow I will add another layer to my marking I thought. I kept my eyes fixed on his cock as he erupted. Leering at him I smiled at the thought of fucking him again and again and again. You will be so sore by Monday I vowed silently. Still wedged within him my cock twitched at the thought.


“A kiss for your thoughts, Scoundrel.” Tim purred. “That was a deliciously evil smile.”


“Oh, I was just vowing to use you so much over the weekend you'd be very tender on Monday.” I said.


“Surely you didn't phrase it that politely.” Tim said leaning up to settle the bill.


“No, I didn't but a lovely youth of your tender years ought not to hear such lecherous, unwholesome thoughts.” I said kissing him again.


“I think I'll manage to contain my shock.” Tim said. “You might earn yourself a spanking but that's not so bad.”


“Well, Beloved, if you must know I was thinking how good it will be to pound your ass and dump load after load inside you to mark that territory as mine.” I said. “I want every load I can muster to coat the inside of your ass. I want to make your ass a glorious, sticky, wet well-fucked piece of boy flesh.”


“Dylan tells me you are partial to fucking a well-used ass.” Tim said drawing me down on top of him.


“Yes, I am. Very partial.” I confessed.


“Good. Very good. Now if you're going to insist on a shower you'll have to carry me.” Tim said.


I grinned in amazement as I realized I was carrying my husband to the showers. Adjusting to being married would take a day or two. I was glad it would take time. This was an adjustment deserving of being honored with a day or two.