Date: Sun, 27 Jul 2014 22:28:18 -0400
From: crazy4u <rnielsen47@gmail.com>
Subject: The Man from Swift Current Chapter 96, GM College, High School

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Chapter Ninety Six – Greg and Cory's Wedding

The week before classes started, Rick and I made our way over to the music
department to meet with Dr. Bigelow.  I had to get his sign off to get into
the classes I wanted.  We found his office, and knocked on his office door.
I was nervous about meeting with him.  Rick took my hand and squeezed it.
I looked over at him in surprise, because we had just talked about keeping
a low profile; and here he was, holding my hand, our first day back on
campus!

Rick grinned, "I know, I know!  I'm the one who admonished you not to be
overly affectionate in public; but, we aren't on the street, and I know you
need my support right now."  He leaned over and gave me a quick kiss.

Just as Rick kissed me, the door came open, and we were standing face to
face with Dr. Bigelow.  Dr. Bigelow smiled, and said, "I'm sorry if I am
interrupting you.  I thought I heard a knock on my door."

I blushed a deep red and tried to speak; but Dr. Bigelow held up his hand
to forestall any comments.  "Please don't be embarrassed.  I'm happy to
know that the two of you feel comfortable letting people know you're a
couple.  Please come in, and take a seat."

He backed out of the doorway to let us come inside.  He closed the door
behind us, then walked over to his desk.  He stood, looking at us for a
moment, waiting for us to speak.  I felt uncomfortable, as he seemed to be
giving us the once over.  I was even more surprised to see his pants start
to tent, as he stood there watching us.  I looked up from his obvious hard
on, and met his eyes.

He grinned, and said, "Yes, I'm gay, and I think you two are very good
looking."

He adjusted himself and sat down on the edge of his desk, his package on
prominent display, directly in front of my face.  He grinned and winked at
me, "I would like to know more about you."

I smiled, and introduced us, "I am Glenn Nielsen and this is my life
partner, Rick Lernier."

Dr. Bigelow said, "Yes, I thought that I remembered you from the music
festival.  You are the one Dr. Nohr mentioned would be an excellent
addition to our music program.  Why don't you tell me a little about
yourself?  Things like, where you are from, and what your musical
background is."

"I'm from Swift Current, Saskatchewan.  I have been playing the violin and
the piano since I was about two years old.  My mother taught me to play
both instruments.  My mother's family is from Georgia; so, when I was
looking into which college to attend, I visited Georgia Tech, with my
cousin.  I attended Georgia Tech for my freshman year.  I started in the
mechanical engineering department, because I wanted to be in the same
classes as Rick," I said.

Dr. Bigelow looked over at Rick, who still held my hand, and asked, "Are
you still studying mechanical engineering?"

Rick replied, "Yes, I am.  I had to take a year off from school, when I was
called to active duty for 12 months."  Dr. Bigelow's eyebrows went up, and
his mouth dropped open in surprise.  Rick smiled, and said, "I'm in the
Marine Corps."

Dr. Bigelow asked, "Aren't you afraid to be so open about being gay?"

"Yes, I am, but Glenn was so nervous about talking to you that I couldn't
resist trying to comfort him," Rick replied.

"You won't have to worry about me calling the Marine Corps about you being
gay," Dr. Bigelow.  "I have a great deal of respect and admiration for you
and every other gay military man, who is serving his country, despite Don't
Ask Don't Tell.  It needs to be repealed, soon!"  He looked back at me, and
continued, "Glenn, you don't need to be nervous around me.  First, I'm gay,
and proud of it.  In fact, I was hoping that we could become friends."
When he said this, he was looking directly at me.  His look caused things
to stir down below.  I looked over at Rick, who squeezed my hand.

"If you were a freshman here at Georgia Tech, why are you a transfer
student from the University of Minnesota?" Dr. Bigelow asked.

"When Rick went on active duty, I decided to attend school with my cousin,
Ben, at the University of Minnesota-Twin Cities," I replied.

"Was there any particular reason?  I mean, were you having difficulty,
academically?" Dr. Bigelow asked, his eyes narrowing with suspicion.

"No, my grades were good, but I didn't want to be alone here," I said.  I
glanced over at Rick.  "I love Rick so much, I had difficulty letting him
go.  Going to school with my cousin, Ben, helped me make it through the 12
months of separation from him."

"How long have you two been a couple?" Dr. Bigelow asked.

Rick answered, "It's been a little over two years, now.  I was a year ahead
of Glenn; but after being off a year, we are both juniors."

"That means you will get to graduate together," Dr. Bigelow noted, with a
smile.

"Yes, we're very excited about that," Rick said.  "I was afraid I would
find a job out of state and that we would have to live apart for a year,
while Glenn finished school."

"Well, it looks like the military did you a favor by calling you up to
active duty for a year," Dr. Bigelow said.

Rick nodded his head and said, "It did, in that sense, but it was the
hardest year of my life in many ways."

Dr. Bigelow's eyes focused on Rick's handsome face.  He noted the military
haircut and the well-muscled body.  His thought to himself, "I would love
to get these two into a three way relationship with me."  He smiled at the
thought.

Rick had noticed the change in Dr. Bigelow's expression, and wondered what,
exactly, the guy was thinking.  He thought he saw a look of raw lust cross
Dr. Bigelow's face, before he replaced it with a smile.

Dr. Bigelow returned his attention to me, and said, "As for letting you
into our music program, I'll gladly sign your paperwork.  You don't need to
audition, since I witnessed one of the best performances I have ever seen,
a few weeks ago.  You did a fine job."

I smiled, and said, "Thank you for your compliment, Dr. Bigelow."

Dr. Bigelow frowned and said, "Please call me Maury.  When we are in class,
it will have to be Dr. Bigelow, but not here in my office."

"Okay, Maury.  I love the piano, but I also love playing the violin," I
said.

Dr. Bigelow smiled, and said, "I know.  You told me a few minutes ago that
you play both instruments.  I would like you to start working on the
Beethoven violin concerto for our fall concert."

"Are you sure you want me to play the violin solo?" I asked.

"Yes, I do.  We have many fine musicians here, and many of them could play
the solo part; however, I want to see how well you do since I haven't had
the opportunity to hear you play the violin," Dr. Bigelow said.

"If you have an instrument here that I could borrow, I could play for you
right now," I replied, eager to demonstrate my skills on the violin.

Dr. Bigelow walked over to far side of his office, and retrieved a violin
from its case.  He returned, and handed the instrument to me.  "Okay, play
for me."

I looked at Rick, who smiled encouragingly at me.  I asked, "Rick, what
should I play for him?"

Rick replied, "I like the one you have been practicing lately.  The one
Grandpa had you play for him."

I smiled, "The Tchaikovsky concerto, then."  I started playing the first
movement.

Dr. Bigelow watched me very carefully.  I almost felt like a bug under a
microscope.  He was making me extremely nervous!  After about four or five
minutes, he stopped me, and said, "Good.  Now, I want you to sight read
something for me."  He walked over to a cabinet, and pulled out some music.
He handed it to me, and asked, "Have you played this piece before?"

I read the title out loud, "Sibelius Violin Concerto.  No, I haven't."

Dr. Bigelow said, "Good.  Go ahead and play the first movement for me."

Again, I got about four or five minutes into the piece, and he stopped me,
"I want to hear you play the Beethoven violin concerto."  He handed me the
music, then sat down to listen.

I looked at the music, then placed it on the music stand.  I had heard my
mother play this one many times, but I had never learned to play it,
myself.  I had attempted to play it, when I was in elementary school; and
my mother had told me I wasn't ready for it yet, and had redirected my
attention to other pieces that were within my reach, at that time.  I
plucked the strings to make sure they were still in tune.  I lifted the
instrument and placed it under my chin, then I put my bow on the string and
started playing.  This time, Dr. Bigelow didn't interrupt me.  He let me
play the entire first movement.  At the end, he applauded my performance.
"I think that will be a good piece for you to work on, as I said, earlier."

Rick smiled, and said, "You did very well, Glenn."

"Rick is correct.  You did very well, for sight reading.  However, I expect
you to perfect your performance by the time of the concert.  I look forward
to seeing you in my classes next week," Dr. Bigelow said, with a smile.
"Please feel free to talk to me, anytime."

It was obvious to us that the interview was over, so we bid him farewell
and left his office.  Rick put his arm around my shoulders.  "You were
fantastic, Glenn."

I smiled and turned my head to give him a kiss.  We walked down the hall
and out the doors, before I said, "He was really weird, Rick.  I got the
feeling he was really lusting after us.  At one point, I thought he was
going to ask us to have a three way with him, right there in the office!"

Rick laughed, "I think he would have, if he thought he could have gotten
away with it!"

"I think I will need to keep a close watch on Dr. Bigelow," I said.

After leaving the music department, we touched bases with a couple of
Rick's professors.  We then stopped by the campus bookstore.  We dropped
some major cash in there!  As we drove home, I looked at Rick, and said,
"Why is it that we always spend a small fortune at the campus bookstore?"

Rick laughed.  "Someone has to help the professors make money!"

"You are so right!  Dr. Bigelow's textbook set me back nearly $100.  I
looked for used ones, and found out that he changes the textbook every
semester so no one will buy your used book," I said, in disgust.

"I wonder why Dr. Bigelow doesn't put his book on-line.  It would make it
so much easier to update, and you wouldn't have to haul that heavy book
around," Rick said.

"You would think that a technology school like Georgia Tech would require
all of their professors to use the latest technology," I said.

Rick pulled into our parking lot, after passing the guard's shack.  We got
out and took our load of books upstairs to our condo.

As we were opening our door, Keith and Kerry came up to us.  Keith smiled,
and said, "We were wondering if you two could watch Egan, while we run over
to campus?"

I smiled, and replied, "We would be delighted to watch the little guy."

Keith brought in the portable playpen he had brought with him, and set it
up in our front room, while Kerry handed me the baby and the diaper bag.
Kerry had already given me and Rick a few quick lessons on how to change a
baby's diaper.  She smiled, and said, "Thank you so much for babysitting
for us."

She gave me and Rick a quick kiss and a hug, before she left with Keith.  I
turned to Rick, and said, "I love watching this little one."

"I know you do," Rick said, with a smile.

Egan was wide awake, and looking around.  I walked into the front room and
took a seat in the rocking chair.  I was fascinated by the little tyke.  He
seemed equally fascinated with me.  Rick followed me into the front room,
but he stood across the room from me.  He was holding a camera in his
hands.  "Smile," Rick commanded.  I smiled, and he snapped a photo of me,
holding Egan.

*** **

The morning sun was shining in the window, when Greg heard Zach and Todd in
the hallway.  Greg and Cory had arrived at the house the night before, and
were shown to their room by a very excited group of guys.  The memory of
their warm welcome caused him to smile.  The two youngest, Robbie and Adam,
were seniors in high school.  He had been surprised to find that their
parents let them live away from home.  It surprised him even more to know
that they were a couple.  Having the younger guys living there, gave Greg
an even greater sense of belonging.  Not that the older guys weren't
friendly and all, but having someone younger helped him feel like he really
belonged to a family – a huge family of brothers.

His thoughts were interrupted by a disturbance in the hallway, which caused
Greg to gently disengage himself from his lover.  He got up and padded
across the floor to the door.  He opened it a crack to see what was
happening.  His eyes went wide, with surprise, when he saw eight totally
naked guys in the hallway.  He opened the door, and stepped out into the
hallway.  He stood there, trying to take it all in.

Finally, Zach pointed at him and said, "Get him!"

Before he could react, they were on him.  They picked him up and carried
him into the shower at the end of the hall.  They put him down and turned
on the shower.  Fortunately, the shower was huge, with four shower heads at
regular level and four at waist level.  It had a bench, with a couple of
hand-held shower heads nearby.  Greg finally asked, "What are you guys
doing?"

Zach laughed, "We are taking a shower with you!  So, you had better lose
the boxers."

They proceeded to wash Greg and each other.  Cory walked in a few minutes
later.  He looked at them, in surprise, then asked, "May I join you guys?"

Todd said, "Come on in."

Cory dropped his underwear and entered the shower.  He stood next to Greg,
who wrapped his arms around him and kissed him on the lips.  "Relax, Cory,
and let the guys take over."  Greg was grinning from ear to ear.

The guys did just that!  By the end of the shower, it was determined that
Zach had won the cum shooting contest, since he had shot the farthest.
Cory was totally mesmerized by all the naked male flesh in the shower with
him.  He said, "Where were you guys, when I needed fantasy material?"

Mark laughed, "We have been here all along.  It's just that you finally
showed up to join the party."

Greg said, "Are you guys this crazy all the time, or is this something you
only do when new guys move in?"

Brian said, "We are like this all the time, Greg."

Justin seconded his statement, "It's true, Greg and Cory."

Brandon put his arm around Cory, and said, "You don't have to worry about
anything, Cory.  You and Greg will fit in just fine, now that we have
introduced you to the shower!  Are we making you guys uncomfortable?"

 Greg said, with a big grin, "Hell no!"

Brandon looked at Cory, who blushed.  "No, I'm not uncomfortable.  I'm
still trying to process the fact that I have so many handsome guys in the
shower with me, right now."

Greg said, "What he is trying to say is that he loved every minute of it!"

Cory laughed.  "Yes, I love it.  Can we shower together, again, later
today?"

They all laughed.  Zach said, "Yes, if that is what you want to do, Cory."

They dried each other off, then paraded down the hall to their rooms to get
dressed for the day.  Cory and Greg stood arm in arm at the door of their
room, and watched the guys go by them.

Greg pulled Cory back into their room and closed the door.  He pushed Cory
onto the bed, kissing him, passionately.  "Cory, I need to fuck you, right
now!  Thinking about all those guys in the shower with us has really got me
horny!"

Cory smiled up at Greg, and said, "I'm feeling the same way.  I'm ready
when you are."

*** ****

When Greg and Cory came downstairs to the kitchen, they found Zach and Todd
waiting for them.  "We fixed breakfast for you guys," Todd said, as he put
their plates on the table in front of them.

Greg smiled, and said, "Thanks, Todd."

"I'm so glad we decided to come here for school," Cory said.  "We
particularly enjoyed the shower this morning!"

Zach said, "We wanted to make sure you both felt comfortable being around
us.  We may be married, but that doesn't mean we can't have fun."

Greg grinned, and said, "I'm glad to see that marriage hasn't cramped your
style."

"It's never been a problem for us, Greg," Todd said.  "In fact, it has done
the opposite.  We are closer now, than we ever have been in the past."

Zach said, "Getting married to Todd was the best thing I ever did."

"Why do you say that?" Cory asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Todd brings stability and saneness to my life.  I would be totally lost
without him," Zach said.  "Being married has added a degree of happiness
and contentment to my life that I never even dreamed existed."

Cory frowned.  "If that is the case, why do people oppose gay marriage so
much?  It would seem that they would want to encourage gays to get
married."

Zach said, "There is a lot of fear that has been injected into the
equation, by people who hate us.  Any reasonable person would want society
to be strengthened, by encouraging marriage, no matter who was getting
married.  However, our opponents use fear to control the unthinking masses.
People mindlessly follow them, like lemmings."

Greg said, "We want to get married as soon as possible."

Todd said, "It's about a six hour drive from here to Thunder Bay, Ontario,
where you can get married."

Greg looked at Cory and said, "Let's drive up today, so we can get married
tomorrow."

Cory grinned, "I am with you all the way, Greg!"

Todd looked at Zach, "Do you want to go up with them?"

"Why not?" Zach asked, in return.

"Okay, it looks like we are driving up with you.  Let me ask the rest of
the guys if they want to go," Todd said.

He went into the recreation room.  He soon returned with a big smile on his
face, "Everyone is up for the drive.  Let's get our stuff packed and get on
the road."

Greg and Cory went back upstairs and packed an overnight bag with the
clothes they needed.  Grandpa had taken them to get new suits, before they
left Georgia.  They were grateful to him for his generosity.  While Cory
finished packing his things, Greg pulled out his cell phone and called
Grandpa.

Grandpa picked up on the first ring.  He said, "Hello, Greg."

"Hi, Grandpa," Greg said.  "We wanted you to know that we're going to get
married, tomorrow."

"Congratulations, Greg.  I'm glad you decided to go ahead and do it now,
instead of waiting," Grandpa said.  "As soon as you are married, we can
start the paperwork to have your names changed."

"You were right to tell us to wait until after we were married, because we
want to have our last names to be the same.  I want to change my name to
Greg Stetson Scarborough, and Cory wants his to be Cory Stetson
Scarborough.  We will drop our middle names, in favor of using Cory's last
name as our middle name," Greg said.

Grandpa asked, "Are you sure you don't want to keep your middle name, and
just add Stetson?"

"Yes, we're sure," Greg answered, firmly.

Grandpa said, "If you are absolutely sure, I'm happy you have decided to
become a member of the family.  We're planning to visit you in a couple of
weeks.  I will bring the paperwork with me, for you boys to sign.  Have you
thought of going on a honeymoon, son?"

Greg thought for moment, "No, because we don't have any money to go on one,
and I don't want you to pay for our honeymoon, Grandpa.  You already are
paying for our college tuition, books, rent and giving us a generous
monthly allowance."

Grandpa said, "We have already discussed how you will repay the college
expenses, Greg.  I want you to drive up to Thunder Bay with Zach and Todd.
I will have airline tickets waiting for you at the airport.  Where do you
want to go?"

Greg looked at Cory, and asked, "Where do you want to go on our honeymoon?"

Cory looked at Greg in surprise, "Why?  Where are we going to get the money
for a honeymoon?"

"Just answer my question first, please, sweetheart," Greg said, smiling.

Cory thought for a moment and then said, "Mexico.  Let's go to Cancun, or
Cozumel.  I have heard good things about Cancun."

Greg said, "Grandpa, Cory says Cancun, Mexico.  We have our passports with
us.  We got those before we left Texas, so we are all set, in that regard."

"Good.  I'll make all of the arrangements.  All you need to do is be at the
airport to catch the flight," Grandpa said.

"Okay, I'll call you, after the wedding," Greg said.

"Good bye, son," Grandpa said.

"Good bye, Grandpa," Greg said.  He ended the call, and turned to Cory.
"I'm so happy and very excited."

Cory said, "Let's go."  They picked up their gear and headed downstairs.

Greg saw Zach in the hallway, and asked, "Can we ride with you and Todd?"

Zach looked surprised.  "Why?  I thought you two would want to drive
alone."

"We're leaving from Thunder Bay on our honeymoon," Greg said, with a grin.

"Where are you going?" Todd asked, as he came up behind Greg and Cory.

"We are going to Cancun, Mexico," Cory said, with a wide smile.

"That is so cool!" Todd exclaimed.  Todd looked at Zach, and said, "We will
have to take my car since the Toyota won't hold six people.

Zach nodded, and led the way outside.  After they threw their stuff in the
back of Todd's new Ford Explorer; they went back inside, and helped the
rest of the guys get their things together.  They shared their honeymoon
plans with them.

Robbie and Adam brought out their gear, and threw it in the back, with the
rest of our stuff.  Robbie smiled at Greg, and said, "Congratulations,
Greg.  I wish Adam and I could get married with you, but we have to wait a
couple more months. "

Adam said, "Yeah, Robbie has to wait until I turn 18, and that isn't until
December."

 Robbie opened the door and said, "Adam and I get the back seat.  That way
we can make sure you and Cory don't get out of line!"

Greg laughed, "It's more likely that you and Adam will start making out,
because we can't see you!"

Adam grinned, "Darn, you have us figured out, already, and you have only
known us a few days!"

Cory laughed, and said, "It's because we are almost the same age as you,
and we were thinking of doing the same thing!"

Robbie swatted Greg on the behind, as he climbed inside.  Cory laughed, and
said, "Hey!  Hands off the merchandise!"

Robbie grinned even wider, as Adam joined him in the back.  "I have to make
sure that you aren't getting damaged goods, Cory."

Cory laughed.  "I think I can assess the fitness of the merchandise for my
purposes, without any help from you."

Robbie pouted, then grinned.  "But I will be a willing volunteer, if you do
happen to need any help."

Greg climbed in and closed the door.  He turned around in his seat, to look
at the two young guys in the back.  "I think Cory and I should enlist your
help tonight."

Adam's eyes widened, and he said, "Cool!  Can we make it an all-night
orgy?"

Zach looked around, and said, "No all-nighters!  We have to drive home to
Duluth, tomorrow, after the wedding, while Greg and Cory jet off to Mexico
for their honeymoon."

Robbie asked, "Why are we going to Duluth?"

Zach turned around in his seat to get a better look at Robbie and Adam in
the back seat.  He gave Robbie an exasperated look, and asked, "Did you
forget your parental units live there?"  He looked over at Adam, and said,
"And yes, both sets of parents asked us to stop in on our way back."

Todd chimed in, "Adam, Mom wants you to be measured for a new suit, while
we are home."

Adam rolled his eyes, and asked, "Why?  I don't need a new suit.  I never
wear one, so why do I need to be measured for new one?"

"I don't know.  I am just passing on information, Adam," Todd said,
glancing in the rear view mirror, to see his brother's reaction.  Seeing
Adam's look of horror made Todd laugh.  "Adam, it isn't that bad!"

"Why doesn't she bother you about such things, Todd?  It seems she is
always worrying me about this and that thing," Adam said, in exasperation.

Todd laughed, and said, "It's because you are her baby boy!"

Adam stuck out his tongue at Todd, who saw it in the rearview mirror.  Todd
laughed, again.  "Adam, just face it, Mom worries much more about you than
she does about me."

Robbie spoke up, "The same thing happens to me, too.  Mom is always ragging
on me about keeping up with my studies, and everything else."

Zach smiled, and said, "Well, Robbie, you are the baby of the family."

Robbie grinned.  "I love being the baby!  I just don't like Mom hovering
over me, that's all."

"Maybe after we get married, our Mom's will back off," Adam said,
hopefully.

Zach glanced over at Todd.  "Well, they have kind of let us do our own
thing, since we got married last January.  You might be right, Adam.  I
think that our parents still worry about us, but they don't seem to be
bothering us about it all of the time, like they used to do."

Greg said, "Adam and Robbie, you should be grateful you have parents, who
love and support you.  You could be in my situation with a father in jail
for attempted murder; and a mother who is so mentally and emotionally
unstable, she is lucky to keep herself going, let alone trying to worry
about me."

Robbie frowned.  "I am sorry, Greg.  I know we shouldn't complain,
especially around you and Cory."

Greg looked at Cory, and said, "It's not a problem, Robbie.  I'm just a
little sensitive about it, right now.  Hopefully, things will improve, over
time.  You and Adam are great guys, and I'm glad you guys came with us."

While the guys were chatting, Zach made a quick call to the Valhalla Inn to
see if they could get rooms for the night.  When he got off the phone, he
was grinning widely.  "Guess what guys?"

Cory asked, "Okay, what?"

"Grandpa took care of the hotel reservations, already.  Apparently, Rick
and Glenn are coming, as well; because Grandpa booked a room for them,"
Zach said.

Greg's face brightened with a huge smile, when he heard that Rick and Glenn
were going to make it for their wedding.  He turned to Cory.  "I love being
part of this family!"

Cory leaned over, and kissed Greg, "Yes, we are very fortunate."

"That includes the rest of us, as well.  Glenn's family has been very
generous with us, as well," Zach said.  "I am very grateful for everything
they have done for us.  Grandpa has made it very clear that we are all part
of his extended family.  It has been a real comfort to know that we not
only have our biological parents, but we have Grandpa, who has adopted us."

Hearing Zach talk about being part of Grandpa's extended family helped Greg
to realize that Grandpa could be trusted, and that he wasn't just trying to
make Greg feel better about himself.  He decided to call Grandpa and thank
him.

He pulled out his cell phone and called Grandpa.  Grandpa answered, and
said, "Hello, Greg."

"Thank you for making the hotel arrangements for us," Greg said.

"You're welcome, Greg.  Rick and Glenn will be arriving late tonight.  They
are headed to the airport now, to catch a flight to Duluth.  They will
drive up from there."

Greg said, "Thank you for telling them.  I'm glad they can make it to see
us married."

"It's the least I could do for you, Greg," Grandpa said.

Greg eyes misted over, as he tried to keep his voice steady, "I love you,
Grandpa."

"I love you, too, Greg," Grandpa replied.

Greg ended the call, and turned to Cory.  "I have to keep pinching myself
to make sure I am not dreaming all of this."

Cory smiled, and said, "Greg, it is all very real.  We are going to be
married, tomorrow, and our friends will be there with us, to help us
celebrate."

*** ***

The next morning, Greg and Cory went down to the town hall, as soon as it
opened to get their marriage license.  Greg and Cory returned to the hotel
with their marriage license.  Greg called Zach on his cell phone, "Zach,
we're back with our license.  We're all ready to go."

Zach said, "Come on down to the Scandia room.  We have already set
everything up for the wedding.  The hotel staff has been very cooperative.
Apparently, Grandpa has already paid for us to have a nice lunch."

Greg said, "We will be down as soon as we change into our tuxedos."  He
ended the call, then turned to Cory and said, "Grandpa is so wonderful."

Cory said, "Yes, he is."  Cory remembered his surprise, when he had opened
the door to his hotel room, and found two men waiting for them.  They
turned out to be from a local wedding shop.  Grandpa had arranged for the
tuxedo people to come to the hotel to get their measurements for their
tuxedos.  The two men had left, and returned first thing this morning, with
the tuxedos, ready for them to wear.

"I can't even begin to imagine how much money Grandpa has spent us," Greg
said.

"I'm not complaining about it, Greg.  I think that Grandpa knows we need
this, to help us get started out right," Cory said, smiling at his future
husband.  Greg's eyes were bright with unshed tears.  Cory walked over, and
pulled Greg into his arms.  "Greg, Grandpa knows that you are very
special."  Greg nodded his head in agreement, as a single tear escaped, and
ran down his cheek.  Cory reached up and wiped it away with his thumb, as
he cupped Greg's cheek with the palm of his hand.  "It's okay to cry,
Greg."

Greg said, "I am crying because I am so happy, Cory.  I am just so
overwhelmed by what Grandpa has done for us.  Never, in my wildest dreams,
did I ever expect to have complete strangers take me into their home, and
treat me as one of their own, especially after everything that has happened
to us.  Just when I think things couldn't be better, Grandpa surprises me
with something else.  It has been one mind-blowing thing after another,
Cory.  I still keep thinking that I'm going to wake up at any moment, and
find that all of this is just a fairy tale, a dream of my deranged mind."

Cory smiled, and said, "It is not a dream, Greg.  It is very real.  I'm
sharing this real life fairy tale with you, because we are going to prove
that two gay men can have their own `and they lived happily ever after'
story.  I love you very much, and I know you love me, and that is all that
counts, right now."

Greg smiled, and kissed Cory very passionately.  When they surfaced for
air, Greg said, "We need to get dressed."

Cory returned his smile.  "Yes, we do."

They helped each other get into their tuxedos.  As they made their way to
the Scandia room, Greg held Cory's hand tightly, as if to reassure himself
that this was real.

When Zach saw them enter the room, he went over and hugged each of them.
He asked, "Are you sure you're okay with Reverend Joynt performing the
ceremony?  We can still look for a justice of the peace to perform the
ceremony, if that would be better for you."

Greg said, "I am okay with Reverend Joynt officiating at our wedding.  She
officiated at your wedding, didn't she?"

"Yes, she did, and we were very happy with the way she did it.  Of course,
we used the wedding vows we wrote, ourselves," Zach said.

Cory said, "We looked up some vows on the internet and found a couple we
like.  We modified the ones we're going to use today."

Todd came over, and said, "Hi guys!"

He gave each of them a big hug.  Soon they were surrounded by the rest of
the guys.  Rick and I hung back, to let the rest of the guys give Greg and
Cory hugs.  Greg saw us, and grinned.  He pulled Cory free from the group
and walked over to give Rick a big hug, while Cory hugged me.  Then they
traded places.  Greg hugged me, then pulled back and looked me in the eyes.
He said, "Glenn, I can't thank you enough for befriending me.  Your family
is so incredible, I don't have words to describe how grateful I am to you
and Grandpa."

I cupped his cheek with my hand, and said, "You don't have to say anything,
Greg.  Your actions will do all the talking.  I want you to be happy and
that will be reward enough for me, Greg."

Greg's eyes were bright with unshed tears.  He nodded his head, then
released me.  He took Cory by the hand, and said, "Please excuse us.  We
need to talk to Reverend Joynt about our wedding vows."

Rick turned and pointed her out to them.  "She is right over there."

The two of them left us, and walked over to talk to the reverend.  I turned
to Rick and put my arm around his waist.  "I think they will be very happy,
Rick."

Rick agreed, "Yes, I think they will."

We joined our friends at the back of the room.  Justin said, "They look so
love struck, don't you think?"

"They do at that," Zach said.  "I think I remember that we looked like that
on our wedding day."

Mark looked at Brandon, and said, "I know we looked like that, as well."

*** ***

Greg and Cory approached Reverend Joynt, who was sitting at a table,
reading a book.  She looked up from her book, and smiled, as the two
handsome young men approached her.  She stood and extended her hand.
"Hello, I am Reverend Joynt.  You must be Greg and Cory."

Greg said, "Yes, I am Greg, and this is Cory."

Reverend Joynt said, "I am happy to meet you both.  I was thrilled when
Zach called me and asked if I would be willing to officiate at your
wedding.  Do you have your vows memorized, or do you need me to provide you
with a printed copy?"

Cory smiled, and said, "We have ours memorized, but we printed off the
ceremony we want you to conduct."  He handed her a piece of paper that
outlined the ceremony, along with the vows they would be reciting.

She read over it, and smiled.  "Thank you for thinking ahead.  It always
makes things much easier, when the celebrants know what they want.  When do
you want to start the wedding?"

Greg answered, "As soon as you are ready."

She nodded her head.  "Okay.  Give me a few minutes to read over this a few
time, then I think we can start."

Greg and Cory sat down at the table with her, as she reviewed the ceremony.
She smiled, and said, "Let's get started."

She walked over to the podium, and said, "Can we have your attention,
please?  We would like to begin the wedding ceremony."

When we heard her announcement, we quickly moved to the front of the room
and took our seats.

Greg and Cory stood up, and took their places in front of the podium.
Reverend Joynt said, "We are gathered here together to celebrate the
marriage of Greg Hurst and Cory Stetson.  I would like to say a few words
before we begin.  I want to congratulate these two fine young men for their
willingness to take vows to love and honor each other.  I want to emphasize
the importance of always putting the needs and wants of your companion
above your own.  Learn to always say, "Yes," when he asks you to do
something for him.  Remember that your love for each other will grow
stronger and more vibrant, each passing day, as you learn to serve each
other, as spouses.  And most importantly, never go to bed angry.  Take the
time to work out your problems.  Talk to each other and learn to
compromise.  Express your love for each other, frequently, both in word and
in action."  She paused, then she said, "Greg, you may make your vow."

Greg said, "I, Greg Jamison Hurst, take you, Cory Kelson Stetson, to be my
lawfully wedded husband.  I promise to strive always to consider your
needs, in addition to my own; to be a source of strength for you; to accept
your strength for myself; to share freely my thoughts and feelings; to
listen, when you share yours with me. I make these solemn promises, to
keep, in times of plenty and in want; in joy and in sorrow; in sickness and
in health; from this day forward."

Reverend Joynt said, "Cory, you may make your vow."

 "I, Cory Kelson Stetson, take you, Greg Jamison Hurst, to be my lawfully
wedded husband.  I promise to strive always to consider your needs, in
addition to my own; to be a source of strength for you; to accept your
strength for myself; to share freely my thoughts and feelings; to listen,
when you share yours with me. I make these solemn promises, to keep, in
times of plenty and in want; in joy and in sorrow; in sickness and in
health; from this day forward."

Reverend Joynt said, "You may exchange rings."

Greg and Cory exchanged gold wedding bands, then kissed.  We applauded and
stood up.  Reverend Joynt said, "By the authority vested in me, I pronounce
you legally and lawfully wedded.  I present to you Greg and Cory.  Please
come forward to congratulate the newlyweds."

We formed a line and each of us hugged and kissed the newlywed couple.
When we were finished congratulating them, Reverend Joynt said, "Please
join me at my table, so we can sign the marriage certificate and the
requisite paperwork to be submitted to the provincial government."

When they were done, Reverend Joynt stood up, and said, "Thank you for
allowing me the privilege of participating in this singular event in your
lives.  Please keep in touch.  I always love to hear how couples are
doing."

Greg smiled, and said, "Thank you for being here for us."

She smiled, and said, "You are most welcome.  Enjoy your honeymoon."

She left us, and Greg turned to me, and asked, "Did Grandpa say anything
about our honeymoon to you?"

"Yes, he did.  Rick has your itinerary, along with your tickets," I said,
smiling.  "I am really excited for you guys.  We loved Mexico, and we are
sure you will, too."

Rick pulled out an envelope, and handed it to Greg, "Grandpa wanted me to
give this to you."

Greg opened it, and gasped, "Cory, look."  He pulled out the itinerary, the
airline tickets and some cash wrapped in a note.  He opened the note and
read it out loud, "Dear Greg and Cory, I am sorry we can't be there in
person, to celebrate your marriage.  Please accept our wedding gift.  The
airfare and hotels have already been paid for, as well as your meals at the
resort.  Please use the enclosed cash to pay for incidentals, and any tours
and activities that interest you.  Love, Grandpa and Grandma Scarborough."

Cory asked, "How much money is there?"

Greg counted it out.  He looked at Cory and said, "There is four thousand
dollars here."

Cory's mouth dropped open, in astonishment.  "Greg, we can't take this
money!"

Rick smiled, and said, "Not only will you take it, you will do so with a
smile and a thank you.  We want you to enjoy your honeymoon.  What money
you don't spend, you can keep as a rainy day fund.  However, we had better
not find out that you two did nothing but sit in your hotel room the entire
time; though I wouldn't blame you for fucking each other's brains out!"

Greg laughed, and said, "Believe me when I say we will do plenty of that!"

Cory leaned over to look at the itinerary, and asked Greg, "When does our
flight leave?"

"It leaves at 5:30 AM, tomorrow morning," Greg responded.

I grinned, "Good.  That means we are on the same flight out of here, in the
morning.  We will be flying with you to Toronto, then catching our flight
to Atlanta."

Greg nodded his head.  "We do the same, except that we have another flight,
from Atlanta to Cancun."

Zach stepped over to us, and said, "The lunch buffet is ready if you are
getting hungry."

Greg grinned.  "I am always hungry."

We all stood up, and headed to the buffet tables.  The rest of the
afternoon, we spent relaxing at the pool.  After dinner, we said our
farewells to our friends, then headed to our room.  Greg and Cory followed
us, their room being next to ours.  Rick stopped in front of our door and
opened it.  He turned to Greg and said, "This is how it's done."  He picked
me up in his arms and carried me across the threshold, and laid me on our
bed.

Greg laughed, "I am glad to see you can still do it, Rick.  Not bad for an
old man!"

Rick flexed his muscles, then grinned.  "Did you forget that I am a
Marine?"

"No, but I couldn't pass up an opportunity to tease you, Rick," Greg said.

Rick fell on the bed, next to me, and pulled me to him.  "You see, Greg,
now that you're married, you need to learn how to treat you husband
properly."

"And how is that?" Greg asked, grinning at Rick, as he took Cory's hand in
his.

"You have to romance him even more than you did before you married him, so
he won't withhold himself from you, when you want to have sex," Rick said,
laughing.

"I have never withheld myself from you, when you have wanted to fuck me!" I
protested.

Rick gently bit my earlobe.  "No, you never have, but I have always made
sure to treat you well."

I nodded my head.  "Yes, you have.  Cory, the same goes for you.  You can
always guarantee that Greg will be there for you, if you always look for
ways to make him happy."

Cory laughed.  "He is happiest when we are in bed."

"So, who fucks whom?" Rick asked.

Greg answered, "We fuck each other.  We both like to bottom for the other."

"That is the way we have always been between us," Cory said.

I nodded my head.  "I prefer to bottom for Rick.  I have fucked Rick, on
occasion; but I like it better when he fucks me."

Greg smiled, "We know.  It's not hard to figure that out, Glenn."  Before I
could say anything, Greg went on, "I'm not trying to be offensive, Glenn.
It's just that you aren't exactly shy about expressing your preferences."

I looked over at Rick, and smiled, "I guess I am pretty open about what I
like.  Rick is always trying to get me to be the top."

Rick smiled, and kissed me, "Yes, I do keep after you, because I love it
when you fuck me."

The color rose in my cheeks, because I am not used to being quite so candid
with anyone about our sex lives.  Cory, seeing my reaction, said, "Don't be
embarrassed, Glenn.  Now that we're married, we're curious about what other
couples do to keep their relationship fresh.  We're especially interested
in the sex habits of married couples.  My parents never seem to have sex,
anymore.  I just don't understand it.  I can't imagine not having sex with
Greg, every night."

Greg said, "My parents were pretty sexually active until Dad ended up in
jail.  I sometimes feel sorry for Cory, because I have such a heavy
libido!"

"Let's get real, Greg.  You don't feel sorry at all!  Admit it!" Cory
exclaimed.

"Okay, I don't feel bad for you, because I know you love it!" Greg shot
back.

We laughed at the two newlyweds.  Rick said, "Enough talk about sex.  It's
time for you guys to consummate your marriage."

Greg smiled, and responded, "Yes, it is.  Come on, Cory."

He took Cory by the hand and led him out of our room.  We soon heard them
next door.  It wasn't hard to imagine what they were doing.  Rick and I
looked at each other, and grinned.  "Let's join them in our favorite
nocturnal activity!"

*** ***

Author's Note:

Beethoven Violin Concerto – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B1QMwqDlDLA&feature=related

Sibelius Violin Concerto - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YsbrRAgv1b4&feature=related

Tchaikovsky Violin Concerto - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kFaq9kTlcaY