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Robert and Johnny
The rest of the story
(Part three of the trilogy began in My 11th Summer, then Tween to Teen) By: Kewl Dad

I hadn't been to that many weddings as a boy, and I can say I never really was that impressed or moved by the ones I did attend, however, that would not be the case with Gerald's wedding.

Even though we'd done two rehearsals (Mikey staying overnight with us both times) when it came to the real thing I think I was as nervous as the bride and groom.

The chapel where the wedding was held was already decorated with red and white flowers and Valentine's day themed balloons and etc, but Sherry's mom had added even more flowers, turning the room into something quite amazing.

Gerald wore a white Tux with a red cummerbund, and Sherry of course the traditional white lace wedding gown with a long flowing train. Johnny, Mikey, and I were dressed in white tux as well, and the little flower girl, a dainty pink dress with white flowers on it.

Everyone was there, even granny, and were dressed in their best to watch the happy couple tie the knot. There was a piano player from the church and a children's choir, which sang a selection of songs picked out by the couple, including, We've Only Just Begun, by the Carpenters. I don't think their was a dry eye in the house when those sweet voices sang that song that represented the beginning of two lives being joined as one. I know I had to wipe my eyes several times. Even Mikey seemed moved by the music and the ceremony, but as expected he behaved like a little trooper and never missed a cue.

The happy couple had written their own vows, though I will admit to helping Gerald with his. It was his sentiments, but I added some of the words to make it more polished, though it still felt heartfelt and true.

"Sherry, until I met you, I didn't know what I wanted from life or what to do with myself. When we met, we became friends rather quickly and that was great, a guy can never have too many friends, but it didn't take long till I began to feel more for you, and I was pretty sure you felt the same way too. We talked a lot those first few days and weeks, and the more we talked the more I realized how alike we were. It didn't take long for me to realize that I loved you, and I hoped you loved me too. That's when I decided to tell you everything about me and see if you'd still want to be my friend or my lover. I'm not ashamed to say I cried, you know I did," he said softly, wiping at a tear even now as he stared into Sherry's eyes, "and instead of condemning me or pulling away, you held me tight and said, none of that mattered, and that you loved me for who I was. Boy, I gotta tell you, that made me feel so good and so relieved," he said, managing a little chuckle, "and after that day we became closer and closer with each day. So close that I finally decided I couldn't live without you in my life, and I figured the best way to make sure you'd be there for me was to ask you to be my wife. And when you said yes, I think I must've been the happiest man on this earth. Now, I know that I'm not perfect, none of us are, but I promise you this: as long as I live I will do my best to take care of you, to love you, and to always be there for you, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, just like the vows say. Sherry, I love you, I need you, and you have made me the happiest man on earth by agreeing to be my wife, my soulmate, and I pray it will be for the rest of our lives."

Again, not a dry eye in the house as Gerald leaned in and kissed his new bride on the cheek, then it was Sherry's turn.

"Gerald, my love, from the first moment we met I knew you were someone special. Oh, I'll admit, like a silly girl the first thing I noticed was how handsome you were," this got a titter from the audience and Sherry was grinning as she continued, "but I soon discovered there was a whole lot more to you than your good looks and body," again, a few chuckles, "inside was a heart of gold, and you really care about others. And when I learned of your heroic acts in Vietnam, I wasn't really surprised, because by then I knew what a great person you were. I'll be honest, at first I thought I wasn't good enough for someone like you," Gerald squeezed her hand then and gave her a questioning look, because he had always felt the same way about Sherry, that he wasn't good enough for her, "I consider myself a good person, but I've never been tested like you were, and probably never will be, but I promise you that as your wife I will do everything in my power to make sure you are happy, well cared for, and I will be there to support you in all of your endeavors for as long as we're together, which I have no doubt will be a long, long time. I love you more than I can even begin to express, and I will always think of two dates as the most precious and important in my life, the day you asked me to be your wife, and today, our wedding day as we start our new life together."

Again, more tears, but it was time to move on to the preacher's part of the ceremony, and after some 'I dos' and such, then exchanging rings, it was time for the bride and groom to share their first kiss as man and wife.

"...You may now kiss the bride," the preacher said smiling.

Gerald took Sherry in his arms then, and there was some catcalling and laughter as he gave her a long deep kiss. When they broke, the auditorium erupted in applause and everyone stood to follow the couple outside, where they were showered with rice.

Sherry tossed the bouquet and one of her girlfriends, Anita, caught it and whooped and hollered, proclaiming she was the next to get married, causing everyone to wish her luck and cheer her on.

After the rice was tossed, hands were shook, hugs were shared, then everyone retired to the meeting hall where the reception was being held. As the chapel had been, the meeting hall was decorated for the holiday and looked quite festive. There was a table piled high with gifts and on another table was a four tier wedding cake and a bowl of punch, as well as several other snack items.

"The cake is amazing," I said to Johnny, "I wish..."

"What?" Johnny said picking up on my mood.

"I just wish we could have had a ceremony like that, and a cake," I sighed, "Do you think there will ever come a day when two men or two women can actually be married...legally?"

"Times they are a changin'," Johnny chuckled, "who knows what the future will bring? I do promise you this, if, and when it ever happens, we'll be the first in line to get our license."

I smiled, "You always know how to make me feel better."

A professional photographer snapped pictures of anyone and everyone, and later Johnny and I were able to get copies of them, including some of our families.

The reception was a huge success and the happy couple got a lot of nice things as well as a large sum of cash. The cash would be needed later on when they brought Lam to live with them, but their honeymoon was being paid for by Sherry's family.

The cake cutting was sweet and funny, as the happy couple smeared cake on each other's faces, then kissed each other clean. They certainly looked happy, and they did make a nice looking couple. Sherry was very sweet, and by now all of us had come to love her and didn't see her as the threat we'd first feared. She wasn't going to keep Gerald from us. No, in fact she encouraged him to visit us and to hang out, though I'm not sure she knew exactly what that meant.

While Gerald and Sherry were happily occupied with the reception, Caleb, Tony, and a couple other guys went out to apply the finishing touches to their car. Tin cans tied to the bumper, shaving cream graffiti all over the windows, doors, and hood, and a bottle of bubbly in an ice bucket sitting in the floorboard.

When it was finally time for the happy couple to head out, they were confronted with the newly decorated car and Gerald burst into laughter.

"I wondered if anyone would do that," he said as he walked around the car, reading all the graffiti. 'Just Married' was the dominant theme, but some brave soul had written, not a virgin no more on the trunk, and Gerald burst out laughing when he read that, "haven't been for a long time," he whispered to me and Johnny, and we both burst out laughing as well.

Eventually, the happy couple climbed into the car, their next stop the car wash, and we waved as they drove off, a new life together ahead of them. They would spend their first night as husband and wife at their new apartment, but tomorrow they would fly out to Florida to begin their honeymoon in earnest.

I wanted so badly to hug Johnny to me and kiss him deeply, but even though a good number of those present knew about our relationship, there were just as many who didn't, many of them church-goers who would have no doubt condemned us on the spot. It hurt sometimes to know that society in general didn't accept our relationship, but at the same time it made me angry. How could love ever be wrong? What difference did it make if it was a man and a woman, or a man and man, or even a woman and a woman? Love was love, period. Was I going to burn for loving someone? Ha, I doubted it. It might or might not be a sin, but so is hating your fellow man, and surely a lot of these so-called Christians standing here would hate Johnny and me if they knew we were lovers.

"That was nice," Johnny said, pulling me out of my funk, "we'll have all that stuff when we get married too," he said, being more daring than I and hugging me briefly.

To my surprise, no one started screaming or running toward us with pitch forks, and I relaxed, maybe not everyone hated gays. Maybe some people really and truly loved their neighbors, no matter who they made love to.

We regrouped back at our apartment, and to say the least it was a wee bit crowded. Since it was approaching dinner time, I suggested we all go to Casa Bonita for dinner, and everyone thought that was a great idea. Dad insisted on paying, and though I argued for a bit, I knew it was useless. Once dad made up his mind on something like that, it was best to just give in.

Mikey, Caleb, and Tony rode with us, while Gerald's mom and granny rode with my folks. Unfortunately, Gerald's step brother wasn't able to attend, but he did send the happy couple a check for a hundred dollars and a promise to visit once they got settled.

Dinner at Casa Bonita was fun and filling, and since it was granny's first time there, we gave her a tour of the place, eliciting ooh and ahs from her. Afterwards, we gathered in the parking lot to say our goodbyes to those who were headed home.

Caleb and Tony were spending the night, and though Mikey had begged to stay, he had school tomorrow and mom and dad insisted he come home with them. We promised to come get him Friday night and let him stay over all weekend. That was enough to appease him, and after hugs all around, he happily piled into the back seat with granny, who patted him lovingly.

Back at our place, we grabbed a beer and sat around shooting the bull, talking mostly about Gerald's wedding, and what he was doing about right now.

"I bet he's balls deep in pussy," Tony laughed.

"How crude," I laughed, "and how true, however gross that might be."

"It's not gross, it's just different," Caleb added, causing us all to look his way, "What? I've been with a few girls."

"Oh, really? I thought you only liked guys," Johnny said.

"Emotionally, I prefer guys. Physically, a nut is a nut," he laughed.

"Good to know, but ewww," I said, making a face, causing everyone to laugh.

"So...a week in Florida, then that kid is coming to live with them?" Tony said looking thoughtful.

"Yes, Lam be flying in sometime that next week. He'll have to go through customs and all that, but the church is taking care of that end of it, and they don't expect any problems. Sherry's dad has some pull with the rep from their district and he's called in a favor or two here and there to get things done."

"That's great, Robert," Caleb said smiling, "so, we're gonna have another nephew to spoil rotten."

"Yeah, I hadn't thought of it like that," I said smiling, "I've seen his picture, he's a cute kid, but I bet he's grown some since that picture was taken."

"Asian kids don't get very big," Tony noted, "they look younger too, some old guys look like teens," he chuckled.

"Yeah, well, he's been through a lot, losing his leg and all, so I'm glad he'll finally have a happy home. Living in an orphanage had to be hell."

"Yeah, trust me, it is," Tony said solemnly.

Sometimes I forgot where Tony came from, that he too had lived in an orphanage, and if not for Caleb's granny, he would have remained there till he aged out. Instead, he now had a loving family, friends, and a good life.

"Sorry, I just think of you as my brother, and sometimes I forget where you came from," I said giving him a smile.

"Hey, it's cool. I try to forget that myself," he chuckled, "as far as I'm concerned, life began when I met you guys."

"Aww," Caleb said, taking Tony in a headlock and rubbing his nappy hair, "we love you too."

"Speaking of love..." Johnny said, "what say we lose some clothes and get nasty?"

"Great, but we need showers," I said jumping up, "come on lover, you and I can shower together, then Caleb and Tony can have a turn."

Later, showered, with our third beer in hand, we sat naked on the couch, our hands roaming wherever we could reach. It was a tight fit, but it was a large couch and really quite cozy. Johnny was on one side of me, Tony on the other, and I'd had both their cocks in my mouth in the last few minutes.

Tony was working Caleb's cock with his left hand, while kissing me with his talented lips, and Johnny was nuzzling my neck on the other side as his hands roamed my body.

It didn't take long to get us worked up and ready for some serious fun. We tumbled to the floor almost on cue, bodies entwining, mouths and hands roaming, and eventually the inevitable happened.

Grabbing the lube, Johnny began working his fingers into my ass, and with the other hand, he began doing the same for Caleb. Tony sat working his long hard cock, anticipating what came next, and it wasn't long till Johnny announced that we were ready to breed.

"Pick a number between 1 and 6," Johnny instructed Tony.

"Uh, 5," Tony said quickly.

"You guessed right, you get to choose who you make love to first."

Without answering, Tony scooted up behind me and eased in with a deep sigh, as Johnny scooted over to Caleb and planted his hard cock deep inside him.

Soon the sound of thighs slapping against asses and an occasional grunt, groan, or swear word filled the air, the smell of male sex filling our heads like an aphrodisiac.

"I don't know how long I knelt there, bent over the couch, but I was in no hurry for Tony to finish, and I enjoyed every moment of it. When he came, he came hard, filling me to overflowing, and still he remained inside.

Johnny came next, but as soon as he'd grunted out the last explosive volley, he slowly pulled out and wiped himself and Caleb clean with the towel he'd so thoughtfully brought with him from the shower.

"Sloppy seconds?" Tony asked Caleb as he straightened up.

"Robert, you good with that?" Caleb asked sounding excited.

"Hell yeah! Get over here," I said, wiggling my butt for him.

"Oh, ahh..it's squishy in there," Caleb chuckled, "but it feels good, and damn, it's sexy knowing this is Tony's cum in here."

"Damn, that does sound sexy," Johnny said from beside me as he leaned up against the couch.

"If you recover in time, you can have sloppy thirds," I said grinning.

"Hell yeah! I'll be ready. Just watching Caleb pound you is hot enough to get me going."

"Hey, what about me?" Tony whined.

"What, you want to get fucked?" Johnny teased.

"Well, that too, but I want to fuck someone again."

"Okay, grab the lube," Johnny said as he assumed the position.

Soon Tony was pounding Johnny while Caleb took his time working his cock in and out of my cum-slick ass. I think it might have taken him a little longer with all that lube inside, because he seemed to be searching for just the right rhythm and position the whole time. But eventually he succeeded, driving in hard, and adding his load to my already flooded insides.

Meanwhile, Tony was still going at Johnny's ass, but I could see in his eyes and hear in his voice that he was close as he panted and puffed and cursed his way to orgasm.

Shivering as if he was cold, Tony thrust in hard and began to shake as he delivered his second load of the night, and though not as plentiful as the first one, it was substantial none the less.

"Get over here, lover boy," I said wiggling my ass at Johnny now.

"But you haven't even came once..." Johnny stammered.

"Don't worry about me, get over here...now!"

"Yes sir," Johnny chuckled, "but afterwards, you get to fuck the boy of your choice."

"Yeah."

"Okay."

"Fine, but right now, I want that dick of yours inside me, pronto."

Johnny laughed, "Is someone in heat?"

That brought laughter from everyone, including me, but I was soon all business as Johnny lined himself up and slowly entered me. It felt so much different than either Tony or Caleb, and I don't mean size wise. It was the tenderness and caring, the love that Johnny displayed when he made love to me. Oh, not to say that Tony and Caleb weren't passionate and capable lovers, it just wasn't the same as with Johnny. They loved me, Johnny was in love with me, enough said.

After Johnny came, adding the third load to my poor abused butt, I cleaned up and made slow gentle love to Johnny, in our bed, while Tony and Caleb snored away in the guest room. It had been a great day, a great night, and there was still the promise of what lay ahead. All in all, our lives were great, and just seemed to get better everyday.