Date: Sat, 5 Jan 2013 18:36:22 -0500 (EST)
From: Aragon76@aol.com
Subject: Keeping It In The Family - Chapter 12

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Chapter  Twelve

Their  week in Jamaica flew by and before long they were back on the plane
and headed  for Boston and freezing weather. After a week in the eighty
degree weather  neither one wanted to face snow or ice. Trent had a surgery
coming up in a few  days and it would be the next to last that he had to face.
Michael could tell  that he was uptight over the ordeal.
"Why  is this one bothering you so much Trent, all the others you haven't
seemed to  mind at all. And after this one you only have that one small one
to do and that  will happen this summer and then you'll be done. Do you feel
like you're back to  normal almost or is it that you're worried that
something's are not going to  change and this has affected you more than you have
let me  know?"
"I  don't know Michael; I just don't feel right about this one. I can't
put my  finger on it, there's just something that isn't sitting right in my
gut."
"Well  maybe you should talk to the doctor about it and see what he has to
say, maybe  after all you've been through with operations they are just
getting to you and  that's all there is to it. In the meantime, we started a
conversation when we  were landing in Montego Bay and I don't think we talked
about it all week, we  were too busy doing other things that occupied our time
...but I won't bring any of  that up right now." Trent turned red as he
looked at Michael. The two held hands  for a few minutes before saying anything.
"I  know Mikey.  I know what we were  talking about. Children someday, was
that the topic of conversation that you  were talking about? I know we
barely scratched the surface before we landed and  got caught up in being in the
islands. Okay so now we have a few hours to talk  without interruption or
you being a horn dog." Trent smiled and Michael turned  red, proceeding to
punch Trent in the leg for being a smart  ass.
"How  many kids do you think you want Little Buddy?" Michael looked at
Trent and  smiled without being bothered by the usage of the nickname he  used.
"That's  a terrible question to ask me Trent.  With you I want a big
family but I don't know if that's going to be  possible, not impossible mind
you. But two or three would be good as far as I'm  concerned." Michael looked
at Trent and asked him the same  question.
"I  could have a houseful Michael; just like my Dad I want lots of kids
around us as  we grow old together." It melted Michael's heart to hear Trent
talk about having  kids the way he was. He reached out and held Trent by the
hand.
"How  about I start looking at what's involved and what it's going to take
for us to  actually adopt, it's a process we might want to start now
because what if it  takes a  few years for us to get  approved and then to find a
baby or two that we can  adopt?"
"Actually  I talked to Dad about a month ago to ask his lawyers about it
and do some  investigating on finding us a reputable place that won't just
take our money and  not produce any results, so hopefully we when we get back he
's found something  out or at least one or two agency's we can go to."
"That's  great Trent you've been sneaky about this one, first you don't
tell me what  you're thinking and then you've already got your Dad working
on the lawyers to  help get us started. Any other surprises you aren't
telling me? And don't lie to  me or when I find out so help me I'll smack you
into next  Tuesday!"
"This  is the thanks I get after doing these things for the man I  love?"
"That's  only going to happen if you're withholding information that you
haven't told me.  Are you sure you've told me everything?" Trent shook his
head to deny  withholding anything from him.
"All  right, I'll believe you for now but if I find out different buster
your ass will  be mine."
"You  can have my ass anytime Mikey."
"Stop  it, you're incorrigible Trent Nicholas, I swear you really  are.
"Maybe,  but you love me anyway, don't ya?" Trent laughed at himself
trying to humor  Michael and get him to laugh, he succeeded at.
Before  long the two went through Trent's surgery and he was back on his
feet slowly but  surely. Trent was grateful that the last surgery wasn't as
bad as he had  anticipated beforehand. The only one he had left he knew wouldn'
t be near as bad  as any of the others, it was considered minor surgery and
was just being done to  fix a few scars across his back that had been left
when he hit the pavement that  day. He had reached an agreement with the
insurance company and his first  payment came in, the insurance company was
given a year to pay the entire amount  of two point four million dollars, his
first check was for half that. Trent  immediately wanted to go shopping for
land that they could purchase to put a  house and small barn on for horses.
"It's  time for us to find a place Mikey, why don't you find a realtor
that you want to  deal with and let's find something we like where we can
build. I don't want to  be too far from my parents and I'm sure we'll find
something but we might have  to get further outside the city to find enough
acreage to build both the house  and the barn. Just let the realtor know it's
what we want right up front so we  don't waste time."
"No,  you think?"
"Okay  smart ass you know what I mean I just don't want to see you wasting
your time.  If you find it then I'll go look with you. But you have a
better sense of seeing  things that aren't there yet. I can envision the house I
want to build but not  the land that we can build on, so that's your job
buddy  boy."
"Fine  Trent, I'll find a place for us to build on, how fast do you want
this  done?"
"The  sooner the better Mikey, I want us living in this house when we get
married so  the faster we find land and get the permits and everything we
need. I found an  architect firm that will make up my drawings into plans that
we need to build  the house."
"Can  I see them?" Michael was excited he didn't realize that Trent had
gotten that  far ahead in the planning stages. He wanted to see what Trent had
drawn up. He  was sure that now that he had some schooling and had seen a
few things that his  rough drawings had certainly gotten better.
"Come  on babe, please. Just a peak at what you're planning? Don't you
think I deserve  to at least see some of the rough drawings?"
"I  want to surprise you Mikey.  You are  just going to have to wait."
"That's  not fair Trent, can't I have some input into this? I mean I am
going to be  living there to." Michael made a face like he was disappointed
that Trent wasn't  including him in the plans. Pouting lips or not Trent wasn'
t going to budge on  this. He wanted Michael's input for all the details
and finishing touches. He  knew that Michael would be good with doing it he
just wanted to have a finished  product to show him before anything else was
done.
"Oh,  don't worry babe, you're going to have so many decisions to make
when the time  comes, mine is just all rough stuff, you will be included in all
the details and  what the finished product is going to look like. You'll
hate me by the time I'm  done with building this house; you're going to think
that I haven't thought of  anything. Once the plans are done the first time
from the architect you'll start  seeing it, I just want you to see it once
the plans are actually done by a  professional. Then you'll have a better
idea on how it's going to look." Michael  felt like he wasn't as sure as
Trent was but he believed in him, just like he  always did when his mind was in
doubt.
"All  right Trent, I'll take your word for it this time and we'll see what
happens."  He made a face again feigning disappointment over the whole
thing.
"It  won't do you any good making face babe, I'm not buying that for a
minute and yes  I still love you even though you're playing mad at me at the
moment." Trent  smiled at Michael knowing that it would get him going and they'
d end up either  wrestling or trying to tickle one another which invariably
led to sex with the  two of them. Trent relished the thought and jumped at
Michael.
Michael  ran the other way, gaining distance from Trent, Michael could
still outrun Trent  because of the surgeries he had been through and although
Michael never said  anything to him, he took advantage of that until Trent was
back into shape and  Michael knew that he'd be the one that would lose
again. Trent was always able  to outrun Michael because of his long legs and of
course when he was in shape.  The surgeries had taken their toll on Trent
and he admittedly agreed that he had  gotten soft in the time that he was
unable to work out and run like he used to,  he was looking forward to finally
getting back to that routine but he still had  some time to go before that
happened.
Michael  finally slowed down and let Trent catch up to him and threw his
arms around  Trent as he got close enough to Michael.
"You  suck at losing Mikey.  You give in  too easy, am I that out of shape?"

"Not  where it counts babe, not where it counts." Michael looked into Trent
's eyes and  they just locked into each other. Trent put his arm around
Michael's waist and  he held Michael's other hand as if they were dancing, and
that's what Trent  started to do, was dance. No music, no sound but they
just gazed into each  other's eyes and slowly waltzed around the room. Michael
leaned into Trent and  rested his head against his chest. Trent wrapped
both arms around Michael and  they continued to sway and move around the room.
Trent began to sing lightly  into Michael's ear, singing a song that both of
them had loved and it made  Michael get a lump in his chest and a knot in
his throat. Why did Trent get to  him so easily? He didn't care.  He  just
loved being this way with Trent and spending the time with him that they so
seldom seem to get these days.
"I  just want you to know that I love you so much Michael. I don't tell
you often  enough what you mean to me and how much my life is complete all
because of you."  Trent lifted Michael's chin and barely grazed his lips but
gently kissed him,  first on the mouth then higher until he was kissing
Michael's closed eyes. Trent  could feel the moisture that was coming from them.
He gently took his thumb and wiped away  the few tears that had fallen.
"Don't  cry babe, I just want you to know what you to know how I felt, I
should tell you  every day but I don't. I take for granted so many times that
you just know how I  feel and then I think about how much do I really tell
you that, and the answer,  was never enough. Trent leaned down and picked
Michael up in his  arms.
"Trent,  you put me down this minute or you're going to hurt yourself. You
haven't been  at the gym enough to be picking me up. As much as I like it I
don't want you  hurt either. How about we sit on the couch for now and let
me cuddle up in your  arms? I love that more than anything with you. When
you do that with me it tells  me that you love me, so I know what you're
saying, but there are so many little  things you do for me that tell me that you
love me all the  time."
"Like  what, I don't anything that special Michael."
"You  make sure I eat and watch my health, without ever saying it to my
face, or make  me feel like you're forcing me. Sometimes when I'm in the
shower you lay out my  clothes for me, just because you know how much I hate
picking out what to wear  when we go out somewhere. Another thing you do is warm
my towel in the dryer so  when I get out of the shower, I have a warm
towel. Do you know how much I love  that? Those little things say you love me
louder than any words that come out of  your mouth babe." Trent just looked at
Michael and smiled.
"I'd  love for you to make love to me right now but more than that I just
want to lay  here and be held by you and smell your smell and feel your
strength as you wrap  your arms around me, you'll never know how much that
little gesture makes me  feel so loved by you. So don't ever think you don't
tell me you love me enough,  you say it every day in so many ways and just so
you know I love you more than  that." Michael smiled and leaned his forehead
against Trent's and just smiled at  him.
"Okay  you win Michael, you get your wish, we'll just sit here and I'll
hold you until  you say otherwise." Michael nodded his approval and put his
head on Trent's  shoulder and closed his eyes, content to be the way they were
just then, just  sitting and holding onto one another. Time just passed as
they sat there, both  lost in their thoughts.
"What  do you think about the adoption thing again Trent?" Michael didn't
move he just  talked to Trent the way they were.
"I  told you I want to adopt Michael, I'm not going to change my mind now,
that's  not a game I'm playing, and I want kids so bad because I know you'
ll make a  great dad. You have so much heart to give them; I just know you'
ll be super at  it. Besides I don't think I'll be that bad, you'll be better
but I'll be there  to help just the same. We're in this together, not just
you raising the kids  while I work, I want us to work together and have the
kids underfoot while we  build the business, think you can deal with that?"
His heart melted as Trent  told Michael what he was thinking.
"Do  you want to find a surrogate mother that would carry some of our sperm
or would  you rather just try and adopt?  We'll have to pay for everything
if we get a surrogate mother, with  adoption it's just paying the fee's,
either way it's going to cost us some  serious money Trent, the more I look
into it the more I realize how much is  involved and how costly it can become.
I don't know if there's a cheaper way  out, but I don't want a cheaper way
out on this, do you?" Trent shook his head  letting Michael know that he
felt the same way.
"Personally  I think that we'd do better if we could find a surrogate
mother and I want her  to carry your sperms Trent, I want our kids to take after
you. You have the  height and the good looks, I'll teach them to be smart."
 Trent laughed out  loud.
"I  think she should carry your sperm that way they'll be smarter right
off and you  are the good looking one, not me Little Buddy." Michael cringed a
little at the  Little Buddy reference but knew that Trent meant it in a
good way. He shoved  Trent and tickled him in the ribs for a minute. But Trent
just sat there and let  it happen but he didn't let go of Michael and
finally he stopped and nestled his  head back onto Trent's shoulder just like he
had been before the tickling had  begun a few moments ago.
"Great,  we can't even decide who's going to be the daddy donor.  Maybe we
should both donate and see what  happens." Trent didn't say anything right
away but Michael could see that he was  thinking about what he had said.
"You  know what Mikey, that's a perfect idea. I love it. Now we just have
to find a  woman that's willing to carry our baby for us and be willing to
go through  everything. I just wonder what would happen if she changes her
mind at the last  minute, what happens to us after we put all this money  out."

"We'll  just talk to a lawyer first and see what the pro's and con's are
Trent, that's  all we can do for now, we just have to do that. The other
thing we need to start  looking at and deciding on is the wedding next year, I
know it's over a year  away but it's going to get here sooner than you
think. Just something else we  need to throw into the fire, besides our third
year of school on top of all  those things we've just discussed."
"All  right, I'll tell you what, I'll find the land and then let you know
when I've  narrowed it down to two or three places and then I'll take you
and we'll decide  together on which one you want. And I'll talk to Dad about
recommending a lawyer  for us to talk to about how we find out where we can
find a surrogate mother so  that we can have her carry our sperm. And you
start talking to Mom and  organizing the wedding ceremony. How's that sound?
I don't want to dump  everything on you like I think I was doing." Trent
looked sheepishly at Michael,  knowing that's exactly what he had done. He was
happier with himself for taking  on the looking into roles and letting
Michael take over the wedding ceremony.  Besides he knew Michael would make
better choices than he would and he had the  patience that Trent didn't see in
him.
Finals  came from out of nowhere it seemed to the both of them and shortly
after they  were off for the summer. Time was marching on for them and a few
things had  happened during the last half of the school year. They had
found land and had  closed on the deal in March.  Trent  had found a plot of
land that was almost a hundred acres just west of Route 128  and not that far
from the family. Trent had pushed hard getting the necessary  permits and
architect's drawings done so that they could get busy hiring a  construction
company that would build the house and barn according to Trent's
specifications.  They had broken  ground on June first, Trent had planned on being the
construction manager since  it was his house and his plans, and the company
that he hired didn't have a  problem with that. Trent planned on spending the
summer focusing on getting the  house built and the barn done. He knew that
the finishing work wouldn't be done  until the end of November the way he
figured everything out before they actually  started, that wasn't accounting
for any setbacks or stretches of bad weather  that might prevent the
construction company from being able to  work.
They  had gotten lucky during the summer and the weather had been almost
cooperative  for building or so it seemed to Michael and Trent both. By the
end of August  Trent took Michael aside and pulled the plans out for him to
see and to explain  to him the decisions that he needed to start making so
that Trent could begin to  focus on getting the inside finished. Michael had
also wanted to talk to Trent  because some other decisions had to be made when
it came to the ceremony he was  planning for them in June.
"You  mean I finally get to see the plans? Why Trent Nicholas I  thought I'
d never get to see them!" Michael poked fun at Trent for having held  out
so long, but he had to admit that watching the house develop was exciting
him with thoughts of what it was going to be like when the two of them
actually  started living together and being married. Michael's heart swelled with
pride as  he looked at the plans for the first time, he didn't fully
understand them but  he could see certain things and knew which room was which.
Trent had designed a  big kitchen for them and Michael thought he'd be lost in
it size. Their bedroom  was in the back of the house with a nice sized
bathroom. Trent had included four  other bedrooms besides their own room and an
office that they could work out of  in the house. The dining room would
include a table that Trent had designed and  was having built as the house was
being built, it would be a piece of the house  compared to being a piece of
furniture bought somewhere and brought  in.
"Trent,  how much of this can we keep as natural wood? I want a house that
feels warm and  comfortable, natural wood with just a light stain can do
that?"
"Anywhere  you want I'll keep the wood visible and I'll put some beams
across the ceiling  in a few places to give a post and beam feeling. You want a
country feel I take  it?" Trent looked at Michael lovingly and caressed his
arm as Michael continued  to look over the plans before him. He smiled as
Trent held his arm as he  pondered all the possibilities of what they were
going to  do.
"What  kind of kitchen do you want mister chef man?" Michael's eye's
twinkled as he  laughed at Trent's comment about being the chef man.
"So  does that mean you aren't going to be doing any of the cooking and it'
s going to  be up to me to keep you fed and happy? Is this your way of
saying you want me  barefoot and in the kitchen raising our children?" Michael
looked at Trent and  got excited thinking about the possibility of having
children in the house. He  hadn't told Trent about what he had found out from
one of the lawyers in finding  a surrogate mother for them. He wanted to make
sure things really happened  before he said anything. In searching and
filling out paperwork both had donated  their sperm in hopes of finding someone
that would carry a baby for them to have  and raise. Michael just kept
praying that it was just a matter of time before it  would happen. Trent had
secretly been afraid that as a gay couple they would  never get the chance, he
was afraid to tell Michael how he felt he knew how much  Michael wanted kids.
"Well,  I'll help when we have company coming, does that mean anything?"
He smirked as  he gave Michael his answer. He slid his arm around Michael's
waist as they  continued to look at the plans and Trent pointed things out
and then would jot  things down as Michael told him how he felt about what he
wanted.
"We  are going to have to go and start picking out any paint colors or wall
papers  that you want so they are ready once the inside walls are actually
up and the  finishing carpenters have come in to put the finishing touches
in place. Plus  you need to think about all the lighting fixtures and where
you want all of them  and what kind you want. You need to pick out a
chandelier for the dining room  and you need to..."
"Whoa  sunshine, how come I have to do all this? What about your input into
these  things, you're going to be living there to, what about what you
want?"
"Because  you have better taste than I do when it comes to things like
this, you notice  the little things when we go places and I look at how it's put
together. I told  you before that you were going to have a lot to do and I
wasn't kidding you  Mikey. Also you have to think about all the light
switches and the plates that  go on them for each room.  Some will  be basic, like
in the bedrooms and office. But in other area's you'll want to  pick out
things that look nicer and go with the décor you want to put in place.  And
oh yea, furniture, you need to think about the kind of furniture you want in
the house."
"Stop  right there Trent Nicholas, WE will be picking out the furniture
together, you  aren't going to fight me on this one either buster. You can kick
and scream all  the way to the store, but you're going with me, I'm not
doing it all by myself  and end up picking out things you don't like. This is
going to cost us a fortune  babe, maybe we should just get a few things and
then as time goes by we can add  things here and there, that way we don't
have to pick out everything at  once."
"Michael,  I want the house done when we move in, all that money from the
insurance is  paying for all of this. I've been through hell dealing with the
surgeries and  all that recovery time, now it's going to benefit us. I want
you to have the  best and I want it done. Maybe the bedroom's we can add to
later, but I want the  rest of the house done with the furniture, wall
stuff, Televisions where we want  them and computers for the both of us in the
office. I'm having two desks built  into the office, one for you and one for
me to work.  I get the bigger one of course so I can  spread out my work and
blueprints when I'm working on  them."
Michael  looked back into Trent's eyes and got lost in the clarity of the
amazing color  he looked at.  He couldn't help but  feel a stirring in the
pit of his stomach, and a tingling in his groin. He  closed his eyes for a
moment to embrace his feelings. Trent had watched  Michael's eye's glaze over
and shut and knew what it meant. He leaned in and  kissed the side of Michael
's neck. He leaned his neck back exposing more for  Trent to kiss and to
claim, and he did. He continued to lightly kiss and chew on  Michael's neck
slowly moving from the side up to his ear. He began to delicately  nibble on
Michael's ear exhaling slowly into his ear. Shivers ran up and down  Michael'
s spine every time Trent blew into his ear softly.
Trent  was behind Michael and he put his arm up behind him and held Trent's
head in his  hand as Trent's tongue drove him crazy going up and down his
neck.
"We  shouldn't be doing this Trent we have too...mmmm" Michael couldn't
fight it Trent  had wrapped his hands around the front of Michael and his hands
were roaming  under his shirt slowly caressing his body, Michael's defenses
grew weaker the  more his hands roamed. One hand found Michael's nipple and
began to pinch it  carefully sending little shock waves to the end of
Michael's dick. His cock was  straining against the fabric of his jeans fighting
for release; he could feel  the precum leaking into his underwear.
Trent's  fingers on the other hand found their way down into Michael's
pants and could  feel the dampness coating Michael's cock. He reached down with
the other hand  and loosened Michael's belt to gain access to what he
wanted most. He turned  Michael around and finished opening his jeans.  Trent
fell to his knees and took  Michael's dick into his mouth, savoring the taste
that coated it. He pushed  Michael's jeans down further and Michael lifted
his legs so that Trent could  remove his shoes and his pants. Michael's hands
held Trent's head as he made  love to his dick with his mouth.
"Oh  god Trent, don't stop doing that, it feels so good." Trent's hands
cupped  Michael's ass and squeezed them tenderly as he shoved his dick
further down his  throat almost gagging but resisting the urge. His salvia coated
Michael's cock  the more he sucked on it, his hand reached up and held
Michael's balls lightly  turning them as he continued to suck on him. Michael
reached down and pulled  Trent up by his armpits. Trent held Michael in his
arms as he went back to  kissing his neck, slowly making his way to his chin
and then to his mouth.  Michael unbuttoned Trent's shirt and slipped it over
his shoulders to take it  off of him. He lowered his head and latched onto
his nipple and sucked on it  biting it from time to time exciting Trent.
Michael  undid his belt and lowered his jeans and kissed his way down his
stomach  swirling his tongue around his belly button soaking it and then
traveling  further down his treasure trail until he was circling his cock with
his tongue.  He moved further down and sucked one of Trent's balls into his
mouth biting it  with some pressure and Trent groaned in painful pleasure,
spreading his legs a  little to give Michael more access.
He  finished taking off Trent's clothes and stood up and pressed his body
into  against Trent's. They both held each other in their arms tongue
wrestling for  domination. Trent whimpered and gave into Michael wanting to fill
him inside of  himself.
"Oh  god Michael, I want you so bad today, I've been watching you all day,
and I need  to feel you inside of me." Trent turned his back to Michael and
let him kiss his  back, Michael bite lightly into his shoulders and Trent
whimpered even more than  the first time. Desire was in his heart and in his
soul, he wanted Michael more  than anything, He bent over and spread his
legs, exposing himself to Michael.
Michael  leaned down and ran his tongue down Trent's crack and stopped for
a second at  his hole drilling his tongue into his ass. Making small circle'
s around it,  flicking his tongue back and forth across the entrance to
warmth and tightness.  Michael spit on his fingers and slide two of them into
Trent's ass. Trent pushed  back letting Michael push his fingers further
inside stretching him wider to  accept Michael's cock instead of his fingers.
Michael grazed his fingers over  Trent's prostate causing his legs to grow weak
for a few  seconds.
"Oh  man Michael, use the real thing, I'm tired of just your  fingers."
"Be  patient babe... I'm going make you feel really good in a minute."
Michael spread Trent's ass and went back  to using his tongue to get Trent
ready with sexual frenzy.  It was working Trent moved his head from  side to
side as Michael used his tongue, moaning and shaking with  excitement.
"Okay  babe get ready...You're going to get it all at once, is that what you
 want?"
Trent  whimpered his consent shaking his head vigorously with desire.
Michael lubed  Trent's ass and stood behind him lining up his mushroom head at
Trent's  entrance. He showed no mercy and rammed his rod into Trent's ass. He
screamed  some at the assault but held fast. As Michael bottomed out Trent
threw his head  back and almost begged him not to stop what he was doing,
Michael gave him what  he wanted.
"Oh  fuck Michael, your cock feels so good inside of me. I want you to dump
your load  in my ass baby. Hold off as long as you can. Michael immediately
began to slide  his dick in and out almost taking his shaft out of Trent's
ass. Keeping his  mushroom head just inside of Trent's ass Michael would
stand on his toes making  his cock slide downwards rubbing over his prostate at
the same  time.
Michael  kept a steady rhythm up increasing it slowly so that he could take
his time  fucking Trent. He wanted to make sure that when he was done Trent
would  positively know that he had been fucked by his boyfriend.
He  began to feel the tightening in his balls and knew it wouldn't be much
longer  before he let go of himself and revel in the afterglow of his
orgasm. He reached  around and took Trent's cock in his hand and began jacking him
off as he  continued to fuck Trent's ass. Trent was overwhelmed with the
pleasure that  Michael was giving him. Every time he bottomed out he'd push
Trent hard enough  to push his dick into Michael's hand. Trent felt the heat
in his cock build as  his impending orgasm began to stir.
Michael  kept it up and started biting down on Trent's back, right by his
shoulders and  then licking where he had just bitten. It was driving Trent
over the  edge.
"You're  going to make me cum Michael, don't stop I want to cum." The two
of them had  become slick from the sweat that they had produced from their
sexual  interlude.
The  orgasm racked his body as Michael stroked and fucked him and his ass
muscles  clamped down on Michael's cock pushing him over the edge and he made
two hard  thrusts and released his seed into Trent's ass. His body quivered
as the orgasm  slammed his body making hard for him to keep standing. He
had to lie on Trent's  back in order to keep from falling to the floor.
"Oh  my god Michael, that was wonderful. I love it when you fuck me like
that. Hot  and hard. Michael didn't want to move at all and he stayed until
his cock became  soft and came out of Trent's ass. He grabbed his T-shirt and
cleaned up Trent  and then himself.
"I  love you Trent I'm glad we had the time for that. It's been over a
week since  we've had time for any sex, I miss it too much to keep holding off.
Now the  thing is we have to talk about the ceremony and make some
decisions as to what  we what to do and exactly how many we're going to invite. I
still want to keep  it kind of small, I hope you to do."
"Yeah  I don't want a large ceremony, there's no need to invite the world,
just our  closest friends and of course the family. I think we should be
able to keep it  to under sixty people unless your' parents decide they have
people they want to  invite which I'm sure there will be some that they want
to have come and I'm  okay with that, are you?"
"Yes  sir I'm good with that babe." Trent watched as Michael took out his
notepad for  the wedding ceremony and started making notes. "I'm glad to
see how organized  you are that's how I know that you'll be good as my
business manager, you'll  make sure that I cross my T's and dot my I's." The two
of them laughed from the  way Trent had said it.
"Now  for the hard part. What colors do you want our tuxedo's to be? Do
you want black  and white with just a little color on the comber bund or  what?
"
"Well  since you brought it up I was thinking we should wear white tuxedos
and have  matching comber bunds. What do you think?"
"White  it is, I was thinking white would be good for the month of June,
dark colors are  going to keep us warmer than we want. We'll be able to change
soon after the  ceremony or at least take off our jackets so that we don't
get too  hot."
"Good  point I didn't even think about that at all."
"Your  parents have agreed to let us do everything at their house. But if
we get the  house done in time I was thinking maybe we could do it at the new
house. You  have an opinion on this Trent?"
"I'll  make sure the house is done, it would be so sweet if we could get
married where  we built our house. What a way to break it in. The only thing
we'll have to do  is lay sod all around so that everyone isn't walking on
dirt and stones and I'll  try to make sure the driveway is completely paved
and in shape to. If we lay the  sod in early May it should have taken by the
time we get married. Then you'll  have to decide on what kind of flowers you
want planted so that I can get them  into the ground by the second week of
May. Are we going to do the ceremony in  the beginning of June or more
towards the end?"
"I  was thinking it should be towards the end of June, that way we'll be
out of  school with time to spend on last minute touches before the actually
ceremony  takes place, you like that idea?"
"Works  for me babe and the last thing is I was wondering if we could write
our own  words for the ceremony?"
"I  think that's a wonderful idea Trent, I had given it some thought but I
just  hadn't brought it up to you. And I think I'm going to let Joshua and
Andy hire  the caterer and design the menu for us. Of course Joshua is
going to make the  cake so that's already taken care of and gives us one less
thing to worry  about.  Are you sure you can have  the house done and ready
for this party, don't forget once September comes and  we're back in school
working on the house will be hard to do unless you're just  going to let the
contractor you hired finish the job as a project  manager."
"I'll  be able to handle the contractor I'm still the project manager on
this job and I  want to make sure things get done the way that I want them
done. And by the way  do you want a laundry room in the basement or on the
main  floor?"
"On  the main floor, I don't want to be running up and down the stairs
when we are  doing the dirty clothes. The only thing I want in the basement is
for storage  stuff. Decorations for the holidays and stuff like that. And if
we do have kids  then we can store their stuff down there to. So have the
contractor build extra  wide shelving down there so that nothing is on the
floor."
"Yes  sir boss, anything else you want done downstairs so I can have them
do it while  I'm having them put the shelving in."
"And  never mind with the yes sir crap, and I'm not the boss either. We're
in this  together Trent." Trent's eye's sparkled in the afternoon sun and
Michael  remembered why he had fallen in love with him. He couldn't imagine
his life  without Trent being in it anymore. With the wedding just slightly
a year away he  was honestly getting excited to take the next step and
elevate their  relationship which in Michael's heart consisted of getting married
and hopefully  having kids to go along with that relationship. Michael knew
the sacrifices they  would have to make, it wasn't the money, between the
insurance and Trent  receiving his trust fund in a few years they would be in
good shape. But he knew  that there time alone would surely evaporate once
kids came along he was a  little nervous if it happened right away but he
wasn't counting on that. Who  knew how long it was going to take to actually
adopt  children.
He  had second guessed himself in the past few weeks wondering if they
really would  be able to adopt. But the lawyers had assured them that once a
surrogate mother  was involved it became a different issue. But that didn't
mean it was one  hundred percent guaranteed, so Michael was still wondering if
it really would  happen. He knew it could end up being another five to ten
years before anything  happened. And they were still young which Michael felt
was a strike against  them. Once he thought that, he would force the issue
out of his head and try  thinking of other things that were more positive
and  pleasant.
Trent  hadn't said much in regards to adopting children, he wanted so badly
them but  was afraid if he expressed his fears and doubts Michael would get
upset and he  didn't like upsetting Michael for any reason. But he was just
as worried as  Michael was maybe even more so because he really wanted to
see the kind of  father that Michael would make. He had no doubt that Michael
would make a good  father. He was counting on Michael leading the way when
it came to the kids they  might have. He was unsure if he'd make a good
father also, both men were afraid  to express their hidden fear. Not wanting to
upset the proverbial apple cart  with negative thoughts as far as they were
both concerned.
Trent  was having second thoughts about saying anything to Michael he
thought that  perhaps he would be able to calm his fears, he was good at that. It
was  something that Trent had come to count on in the few years that they
had been  together. Trent watched Michael silently, watching the way he moved
and just  doing the things that were just everyday events, but to Trent he
was captivated  every time he watched him. Always impressed and envious of
the grace in which  Michael moved and carried himself. So many times he had
marveled at Michael's  physique. He wasn't a chiseled god, but in Trent's eye
's he was pure perfection.  He loved being able to curl up and hold Michael'
s body against his. The warmth  of Michael's body was something that Trent
always loved to feel against his  skin, while they laid in bed especially,
in those few moments that they found  they had the time.
The  two of them were content with each other and the way things were going
for them.  The house was beginning to get done and final decisions were
being made as to  some of those finishing touches that they both wanted in the
house


Well  guys Chapter 13 is at the editor's. It is the last chapter, I have
written the  ending as of 1/5/2013. I like the ending and hope all of you do
to. I will say  this, bring the Kleenex Box, at least I think so, I hope. I
will post it as soon  as it comes back from the editor, hopefully that will
be this week. Thanks so  much for reading my story this far!

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