Date: Tue, 17 Jul 2012 01:44:24 +0000 From: robert goater Subject: BOBBY and ANDY 8 PLEASE donate to nifty. Thanks! ========================================================================= Two months three weeks and six days before the wedding (approx) ========================================================================= I woke up to find someone between my legs and one ball being sucked. "That you Andy?" He mumbled something and got a cuff on the back of his head. "Ow, that hurt!" "How many times have I told you not to talk with your mouth full?" He climbed up my body and told me to, "fuck off and what can you do to stop me?" "Nothing, go back down." He did as he was told, but this time played with the whole package while laying on my thigh. He moved his right hand to my bum and stuck his thumb in the back door. "Is it today we are going to get measured for suits?" He asked while running his hand up and down my cock. "Yes love, I told you last night. I still don't have a clue what to get. Any ideas?" I knew he wouldn't and would agree to bin liners if I said they were the "must have" outfits. "None, so I will be happy with what you choose." He kissed my cock and then sunk as much of it into his mouth as he could get, the question of suits completely forgotten. "That's not helping me at all, still dont' stop it may give me inspiration, but not for long, we really have to get into town." Of course he completely ignored me and the longer he went on I was finding it more difficult to assert myself. Finally I had to drag him off of me and still the sod kept trying to get back to his sucking. In the end I had to use all my authority. "ANDY get up NOW!" He laughed like hell, smiled, winked at me and carried on. Oh well I thought we still have nearly three months.......................! We did get out eventually and as it turned out it was a very productive day. Colin had told us of the tailor they had used and so we went there. The assistant was great and SO gay. He drooled over us the moment we stepped inside and by the time we had left an hour later we had agreed the style, material and been measured up. The suits were light grey single breasted jackets with front pleated trousers. We, I, chose cream embroidered waist coats and cream shirts with wing collars. To finish it all off we, I, ordered large pink ties with a cream and gray pattern and a kerchief for the jacket pocket. Next we went out and bought dark gray shoes and pink socks. I led Andy to a restaurant and told him he was buying lunch and over it I bought up the subject of wedding presents we wanted to buy each other. "Do we do that then?" He asked. "Of course we do you idiot. What are you getting me?" "I don't know. What about something for the kitchen, like a frying pan?" "You get one it will end up round your neck." I promised him. "I was thinking more like gold matching watches and gold matching cuff links. What do you think?" Andy turned pale and I could see £ signs in his eyes. "I'm suddenly going off weddings, it's becoming a pain in the ass!" "You will get that when we get to the ship, we both will. I want a gold watch and I want to get you one and the same goes for the cuff links. Oh, and there is one other small item I bet you have not thought of." "Oh my word what NOW?" He was getting more depressed as I spoke, but on the other hand I was loving it. "Wedding Rings?" "Oh I don't mind that. but what's all this going to cost?" "Well watches, cuff links and rings will come to about £1000 I guess. I could hear the cogs working as he thought about it and trying to remember how much he had in his account. I could have told him as I looked after it and all our financial matters. "Well I guess I have no choice. Ok lets go." "Andy?" "What?" "I do mean each!" "Yea fucking Gods, i'm going to have to sell my ass to pay for this lot." He was looking at me waiting for me to tell him I was only joking, I wasn't. "You don't need to go on the streets in any case you would end up broke. You have got more than enough, don't forget I look after your money and you are a lot better off than you think. I'm going to make you even happier my dear fuck buddy." "Now what?" He looked a picture of gloom. "We have to buy clothes for the holiday." He raised his eyes and said in resignation, "Okaaay, HOW much?". He closed his eyes as though waiting to be shot. "It's ok, i'm buying yours. He snapped them open again. "Oh Bobby, thank you!" "And your buying mine. Come on you tight git, pay the bill and lets go SHOPPING!!! Four hours and fifty five minutes later we had every thing and were loaded down with shopping bags and Andy's bank account somewhat battered, mine too. Still we needed a few more bits, but could not do anymore as the shops were closing and Andy was on the verge of mutiny anyway. "Your only pissed off because we had to get your stuff from the kids department, but you will look great in everything I chose for you my dear." He shot me a look that ment I should keep quiet. I did. Back home we took everything up to the bedroom and unpacked. Bess came with us of course and Andy showed everthing to her. "Look at this Bess, guess how much I had to pay for it?" Bess sniffed it and realizing it was not something to eat, sniffed something else. "Your a great help. You have no idea what money bags has made me spend today, i'm broke." Then looking at me he said, "I'm charging you every time you want sex and i'm starting from the first time we did it." I reached for my wallet, took out a £5 note and handed it to him. "£4.50 change please." I got called some really rude things which all ended up with Andy stripped off and my mouth around his cock. Bess looked degusted and went down stairs to her bed. I joined Andy in the naked department, but told him I would do him a favour later, but first i'm going to show you how the washing machine works, this lot needs freshening up." "Now i've heard everything. New clothes and we have to wash them. I think you have lost the plot Bobby boy." After the washing was in I took Andy back upstairs and told him how much I loved him and that he was the most fantastic man ever to walk the earth. "Meaning you want sex, right? You will have to wait, i'm still getting over your abuse of my bank account. Your lucky I still want to marry you." He bloody well knew where all this was going as I went behind him and wrapped my arms around his body. "Honey I DO love you and still think you are the best man in the world." I kissed his neck and nibbled his ear while my hands stroked his chest and tummy. I looked over his shoulder and saw his cock rising. I was turning him on. "Can I shag you now?" "I'm not interested unless you pay me.". "I already do, every bloody day of my life." I continued to stroke him all the way down to his pubes this time. I smiled to myself as he took my hand and put it on his cock. "Ok, you can have this one free. He turned his head and kissed me. "I love you Bobby.". I reached out for the lube and greased us both up. I then lifted him off his feet and fed him onto my cock. Our fuck chair was only a couple of feet away and I took us to it and sat down and started to tease his cock with just the tips of my fingers. I spent ages doing that, but stopping to run my thumbs over the head. I put his arms round the back of my head and continued stroking the whole length of his body and cock. Andy was getting more wound up and began to raise his hips grinding my cock as he did. We were both getting to a stage that meant there was no where else to go but up. As he got closer so I would stop my teasing and let his passion take over. Finally and with a great cry and faster movements of his hips he reached his point of no return and without me touching anything, he shot out all over the carpet time and time again. He sank back into me breathing heavily. When he had come down a bit I took him over to the bed, bent him over and in just a few pumps deposited a massive amount into him. I had quiet a lot of work to do before the wedding and wanted to clear everything up before then. I had a web site now and announced that I would not be available as from the 24th July for three weeks. I also posted a portrait of Andy and me and got loads of nice replies and promises of contact from potentially new clients and some really interesting offers as well for both of us! I had got the murals to do for the football people and said I would start after the holiday. They were very happy about that and so was I with the agreed fee. The athletics people were not so happy as they wanted it done yesterday, so I told them to find someone else. In fact they contacted me again just before the wedding and I told them I would think about it and put it out of my mind. Andy, bless him went on his merry way and took each day as normal. It was as if he had forgotten the wedding and what a huge day it was going to be. He is almost horizontal and I was sure I would have to remind him on the day we were going to get married. I could just imagine it; <"Are you going to get ready Andy?" "Why, were are we going?"> I would not have him any other way and loved him so much. What my life would be without him I just could not comprehend. We took Bess over to Colin's and Garry's flat quite a lot. She was going to stay with them while we were away shagging in the Arctic. She loved to go and see the guys and had even stayed over a couple of times. She would be fine with them so long as she had a pair of Andy's socks in her bed. By now Andy had got over the losses in his bank account and would often get out the rings, watches and cuff links out and play getting married. During these times we were always naked on the bed and he would practice putting the ring on my finger. "I bet you drop it on the day." I said. "No chance. I just can't wait to put it on and know it's going to stay there. I love these rings, good choice of mine don't you think?" I smiled at him and said nothing. "These were expensive though. I mean £350 for a watch, each!" He put mine on me and admired it, "nice though." "Well just think the ones I really wanted were £500 each so I saved us £300, quite good don't you think?" "Yeah s'pose so. I put his ring and watch on and pulled him into me and kissed him and at the same time fondled his bum. He said in the most awful Chinese accent. "No frucking with rings on. Only frucking with rings on wen marry." I took them off and laid him on his back and got myself in a possion to "fruck", but the twat spoilt it when he looked at his watch and said, "I time you Misser Nob, you fruck me good no?" All "frucking" ceased as I pissed myself. We had a dinner party on the Thursday before the wedding when all the boys came round including Andrew and Joe. It was good to see them getting along so well and we all hoped it would continue. David had taken the day off and came over to help, he also bought the steaks. Andy took them all out into the garden and greenhouse to tell them what he wanted them to do which included taking anything that was ready. The garden was looking amazing and he had a fine crop of just about everything and so much of it as well. He often sold produce to the village shop and locals, but of course he had to overdo it at times. I went out to pick tomatoes a while ago and found none were ready to pick and had to go to the shop to buy some of Andy's back! I told him off when he got back from work, but of course he got away with it by dropping my shorts and giving my cock a work out. Once again as soon as he started, Bess would go off to her bed. She did tend to spend a lot of time in it, bless her. The last day of freedom came and we just pottered about, me doing some cleaning, Andy and Bess messing about in the greenhouse. I had just about finished when Andy came in with a lovely smile on his face holding a huge bouquet of flowers. "What do you think?" "Andy they are lovely, for me?" I went to him and kissed him. "Well, actually no, it's for your family and I thought we could go to the cemetary and put them on the grave later." That choked me up. He had obviously planned it and I just loved him for thinking about it. My entire family had been killed in an horrific traffic accident some years ago. It had been a dreadful time and even now I would have private tears always when on my own. We had planned to take flowers before going on honeymoon, but this was a much better idea. We took them later that afternoon and even then Andy was spot on. We laid the flowers on the grave and after a short time Andy walked off to give me private time to myself with my family. When I had finished talking to them I went back to Andy, he could see I had been crying and just put an arm around me as we went back to the car. After we had got back we had a bite to eat and took a taxi into town to get haircuts and then on to meet up with the guys for a few drinks at the gay pub. We didn't drink much, I had a bottle of champagne waiting at home. It was all very relaxed and we just sat around chatting and listening to all the bad wedding and gay jokes! The barmen, Steve came over and told us whoever told the best joke would win a bottle of wine. Each in turn told their joke. When it came to Andy's turn he pinched mine. "How does a gay man get rid of his condom?...................... He farts!" My turn and I now had to think quick thanks to Andy. "What do Pigmys call a giant?.............................................Andy!" We each got something, Andy the bottle of wine, me a slap! Colin and Gary drove us home to collect Bess. Andy gave her lots of cuddles and was really upset when the guys drove off with her. Bess was a bit confused and looked out of the back window as they drove off. She had Andy's socks in her mouth and looked very sad. I put my arm aroung my guy, it was my turn to comfort HIM. We didn't bother with anymore drink and just went for a shower and then to bed. We didn't even make love, just cuddled in tight, each with his own thoughts. "Goodnight Andy, lets sleep, tomorrow will be the second best day of my life." "And the first?" "The day I met you." =============================================================================== winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk. See you tomorrow? Best wishes, Bobby and me, Andy