Someone to Watch over Me, Chapter 13 – End.
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Someone to Watch over Me, Chapter 13
Mike awakened on Saturday morning aware that Sebastian was snuggled against his back, with one arm draped over him. It felt very natural and very good. Mike would be happy to start every day like that.
They had spent the previous evening watching a movie and then had made love. Each time they got together, their relationship seemed to become more comfortable and more secure. The residue of their recent bonding was now just a crusty reminder of the excitement and caring they'd shared the night before.
"Have you given notice on your room yet," Sebastian asked as he stretched.
"Yup. I figured out that I'm spending more time out than I spend there anyway. By the time I go to classes, study in the library, and do my workouts at the club, I'm hardly in the room at all during the week except to sleep. Since I spend the weekends here, there's no reason to pay for something I'm barely using. Besides, the benefits I thought I'd experience from dorm life are far outweighed by the fact that I'm becoming more and more attached to you."
"Your roommate probably doesn't mind having the place to himself."
"Yeah, he's such a homophobe anyway. He talks about dirty fags all the time and claims he's getting laid almost every day, but I think it's all bullshit. I wouldn't be surprised if he's a closet case."
"Either way, I love you and I'd feel better if you were here instead of around him. No telling what he might do if he finds out you're gay and stumbles in drunk some night. I don't want anything to happen to you."
"I have my homework for Monday done already. What would you like to do today?" Mike said, steering the subject away from his roommate.
"We need to go get fitted for our tuxes so we're ready for the wedding. Then I think it would be nice to go to the art museum. There's a Monet exhibit that I'd like to see if you're interested."
"Yeah! I love his work. You know, the more I'm around you the more common interests I find we have. I think we were destined to be together!"
"I do too."
Paul and Doug were reviewing their wedding plans one more time to make sure everything was in order. Finding that their family had seen to all the details, they felt confident they could at last concentrate on other things.
Paul had a paper to write before Thanksgiving break and was determined to finish it over the weekend so he could feel free to kick back a little during the week before their big day the following Saturday.
Doug made up some flimsy excuse about catching up on a project at work in order to stay out of the house for much of the day so that Paul could work without any distractions. Despite their good intentions, they sometimes found it difficult to keep their hands off each other.
Paul figured out what his lover was doing and appreciated it. He thought of how much Doug still watched out for him in many subtle ways without expecting any recognition for doing so.
By the time Doug came home with Chinese carryout for an early supper,
Paul was to the point of polishing the final draft. The first draft had been revised already, but he wanted Doug to edit for incorrect usage, punctuation, and sentences that didn't flow as well as they might. It was always good to have another opinion.
He asked Doug to read the first couple of pages while he set the food out. During the time Doug was engaged in editing, Paul got paper, scissors, a thin marker, and a pair of tweezers to play a little trick on his lover.
Doug had brought crab Rangoon, egg foo yung, almond chicken, Mongolian beef, rice, and fortune cookies for their meal. These were all Paul's favorites. The men ate slowly, savoring each bite and washing it down with Chinese tea that Paul had brewed while he had readied his prank.
"Hmm, I wonder if we'll get good fortunes for our wedding," he said to Doug, trying not to smile.
"Probably not. Those things are so lame."
Doug broke open one of the fortune cookies and pulled out the small strip of paper. It looked a bit odd because it lacked the usual lucky numbers on the back. He read it and grinned.
"What does it say?" Paul inquired, innocently.
"'You will get lucky tonight!'" Doug quoted. "I'll bet yours says the same."
"Actually mine says, `Confucius say you get laid soon'."
"Cute! I wonder how they knew."
"Beats me," Paul giggled.
After dinner, the guys spent about an hour revising Paul's paper - Doug editing and making suggestions and Paul making the adjustments, changing the wording slightly to be consistent with his normal usage. As soon as he was happy with the resulting document, he put it to bed so that he could read it with a fresh eye the following day. Then he coaxed Doug into their bedroom. It didn't take much urging.
"Remember those handcuffs we bought last month at the adult shop after we'd talked about a cop and robber scenario? Well I'd laid them out and I was going to have you arrest me and force me to have sex with you tonight. But now, after my experience with that cop, I don't think I even want to play that game for a while, if ever!"
"I can empathize. I don't think you should be restrained like that right now, even in play. There are other fantasies we can act out if you're interested."
"I was a very bad boy for switching those fortunes," Paul grinned. "I might need to be taken over your knee..."
"Ah, but by doing so, you've given us better ones. I think I'll reward you by giving you a full-body massage, concentrating on your glutes. How would that be?"
"Awesome!" Paul exclaimed. "How do you want me?"
"How about showered and naked as the day you were born? In fact, I'll join you in the shower to make sure we're both squeaky clean."
The guys did wash their own and each other's privates thoroughly. In fact, they nearly erupted in the process. Then, they kissed their way back to the bed.
Doug laid a big towel on the bottom sheet for Paul to lie on face-down. He straddled Paul's legs, applied oil to his shoulders, and began to knead his muscles. It was a great feeling for both of them. Paul could sense his whole body relaxing under Doug's loving touch. He hadn't realized how much he'd tensed up while hunched over his laptop most of the day.
Doug worked his way down slowly toward Paul's firm buns. It took a lot of self-discipline to keep from grabbing those meaty globes before he was done with his back.
When he did reach Paul's butt, he lovingly caressed the firm flesh he found there. Applying more oil, he worked in a circular motion, edging ever closer to Paul's rectum. By then, Paul was quivering in anticipation. He didn't have to wait too long before Doug's middle finger was teasing his hole.
Paul pushed his ass upward so Doug could continue his work unimpeded. Doug took the hint and moved so that he straddled one of Paul's legs instead of both. Paul shifted the other one over to give Doug easier access to his hole and balls. Pretty soon Paul was asking to be entered.
With Paul well lubed and on his knees with his head down and his butt in the air, Doug rubbed his erection across Paul's rosebud in a teasing manner. Paul was now to the point of begging.
"Don't make me wait any longer! My fortune said I was going to get laid soon and I want it to come true right now!"
Doug applied one more coat of lube to his throbbing cock and pushed past Paul's muscle ring. Paul gave a sigh of satisfaction when it came in contact with his prostate. Then Doug began the slow, steady rhythm that he knew would drive Paul skyward.
Paul began to thrust his butt back to meet Doug's strokes, signaling it was time to speed things up. Doug grabbed Paul's hips to draw them closer as he pushed forward. His grip kept the rhythm in synch and prevented fallout. Their excitement soon reached a fever pitch.
With a whimper and moan of fulfillment, Paul unloaded on the towel beneath him. The clenching of his anal muscles brought Doug with him before he completely finished. They collapsed on the bed satisfied.
"Remind me to bring home fortune cookies often!" Doug joked.
"Maybe I'll get a big package of them at the supermarket," Paul suggested.
"That's fine with me, but I'm more interested in the size of your package!"
On Friday night there was a short rehearsal in the chapel followed by dinner at Vicenza's for all the participants. Justin, who was their server again, was pleased to have been requested for the duty. He made sure everything was just right, and was tipped handsomely for his efforts.
Later that night, Paul and Doug spent a few leisurely minutes in the hot tub before retiring to their bed. They relaxed completely in the warm bubbling water and then took a quick shower to make sure their bodies were free of chemicals.
Once in bed, they cuddled like they had on their very first night together. By some unspoken agreement, their main desire was to snuggle intimately rather than to engage in hot sex. They'd talked previously about abstaining for a few days prior to their honeymoon cruise to make it all the more torrid, and they were sticking to their plan.
"Mmm, I can't believe that tomorrow we'll be legally wed!" Paul whispered. "I felt a year ago that I could live with you forever, but I was afraid it might not happen."
"Baby, I never had a moment's doubt from my standpoint. I'll admit that I was afraid too – that you'd find someone else. I mean, you're so cute and sensitive and loving. You could have anyone you wanted."
"I do!" Paul responded. "I have you."
Doug rewarded him with a tender kiss on the back of his neck. They fell to sleep feeling loved.
Although it was a small wedding, it was quite elegant. Mike was Paul's attendant and Ashley was Doug's. Dakota and Sebastian acted as ushers and would join the others at the altar for the ceremony after all the guests were seated.
Marie and Gwen lit candles to represent their sons before the ceremony. After their vows, the men would use them to light the unity candle signifying their becoming one flesh.
As Paul and Doug surveyed the crowd before they walked down the aisle, it seemed to them that most everyone they'd invited had shown up for their special day. It made them happy to know that they had many friends and supporters.
While the organist played the prelude, Katelyn walked down the aisle sprinkling rose petals. Jayden accompanied her, carrying a heart-shaped pillow with two rings pinned to it. He proudly stood next to his sister in front of the altar.
They were followed by Ashley and Mike who walked arm in arm.
Finally Paul and Doug processed toward the altar together. They each kissed their mothers and soon-to-be mothers-in-law before standing in the center of the group facing the front.
Tony Chapman sang "Somewhere" from "Westside Story" - the solo they'd requested. His beautiful tenor voice gave it a new meaning for them.
Dr. Stone greeted the congregation and gave the opening prayer after which he read several scriptures about marriage and talked about its special meaning. He then read the scriptures about the love between David and Jonathan. He speculated that had times and attitudes been different, they might have been joined in matrimony as Paul and Doug were being today.
Finally, the two grooms faced each other and repeated the vows that they had written.
"In lasting love for you, I Douglas Hartke do promise to love, honor, and cherish you until we are parted in death. I will watch over you in times of sickness as you have me. I will always treat you with respect and do my best to be the husband you want me to be."
"I, Paul Cage, do promise to love, honor, and cherish you until death parts us. And I fully expect to be with you in the eternal realm when we have left this world. I will watch over you in sickness and in health as you have protected me, watched over me, and provided for my needs. I, too, will do my best to be the husband you desire."
"Paul, my beloved, with this ring I thee wed." Doug said, placing the ring on Paul's finger.
"Doug, love of my life, accept this ring as a token of my undying love for you." Paul smiled, putting the ring on Doug's finger.
"By the authority vested in me by God and this state, I pronounce these two men to be lawfully married. The grooms may kiss." Dr. Stone said.
To the applause of all in the congregation, the two radiant men shared a brief, chaste kiss, their first as a married couple.
Instead of having a receiving line, the couple chose to greet the guests by rows as they left the chapel. And since they'd posed for most of the photos before the ceremony, they were able to get to the hotel for the reception shortly after their guests had arrived.
Dinner was a four-course meal with wine for those who desired it. Dessert, of course, was wedding cake. The usual rounds of toasts were made by the people in the wedding party and all were pretty mellow before it was over. Doug and Paul had arranged for a limo to drive the wedding party to the airport to see them off and then take the rest of them to their destinations so that no one would need to be driving.
After dinner, the men were called out to the dance floor by Travis who was acting as their disc jockey.
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen. I'm Travis McGuire. I used to work with Paul and I'm really pleased to have been asked to provide music for your dancing pleasure tonight. Paul is probably surprised that I arrived on time. That's a little inside joke...
After the couple's first dance together, you are invited to dance with the grooms if you wish, but it's going to cost you. Your dollar for the privilege will go into the big fishbowl on the table near my sound equipment. The money will all be sent to "Foundation Two" which looks after teens who have been displaced from their homes. It's one of the guys' favorite charities.
Before we have that first dance, I have a little story to tell. When I asked them what music they wanted for this special dance, they were together in the room, and both told me to choose whatever I thought was appropriate. Then each of them contacted me separately and gave me their request. They both wanted to surprise their husband. Interestingly, but not really surprising, they chose the same song. Here it is gentlemen."
When the music began, the grooms had tears in their eyes. It was an orchestral arrangement, but Tony Chapman sang the words that had come to have special meaning for them, changing one from the original text. They began to dance when he got to the chorus.
There's a saying old, says that love is blind
Still we're often told, seek and ye shall find
So I'm going to seek a certain lad I've had in mind
Looking everywhere, haven't found him yet
He's the big affair I cannot forget
Only man I ever think of with regret
I'd like to add his initial to my monogram
Tell me, where is the shepherd for this lost lamb
There's a somebody I'm longing to see
I hope that he turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me
I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood
I know I could always be good
To one who'll watch over me
Although he may not be the man
Some guys* think of as handsome
To my heart he carries the key
Won't you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead
Oh how I need
Someone to watch over me
Someone to watch over me
Tony repeated the chorus and they continued to dance.
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Song written by George and Ira Gershwin
©right; 1926 WB Music Corp (ASCAP)
copyright renewed
*Original word is "girls."
The 1987 movie Someone To Watch Over Me, directed by Ridley Scott, takes its title from this song. The soundtrack features three versions of "Someone to Watch Over Me", two of which were new renditions by Sting and Roberta Flack. The third version used was the 1961 recording by Gene Ammons. A soundtrack album was never issued and so the Roberta Flack performance (produced by Michael Kamen) remains unreleased. Sting included his version on the compilation At The Movies, released in 1999.
This song was made famous to another generation in the 1996 American movie Mr. Holland's Opus. Jean Louisa Kelly played the part of Rowena, who sang "Someone to Watch Over Me" in this movie; however, a different version of the song sung by Julia Fordham was included on the movie soundtrack.
Asher Book also sings it in the new remake of "Fame" (2009)
(Historical Information from Wikipedia.)
Link to video of Asher Book singing this song – with lyrics running if you want to sing along: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-u4rNY4f5tE Just substitute the words so they're all male gender!
Author's notes: Thanks for all who have stayed with the story from the beginning. A special thanks to Tom and David (boxerdude) for editing faithfully.
Thanks to those who emailed this week: Ron J, Rutabaga, Jim C, Chris C (Seth's Gift), Bill T, Bob, Ott H, Tony C, Jim W, Geoff, Bill K, Kyle C, Jeff S, Trish, Lawrence N, Harry T, Walt S, Michael T, Richard W, Paul R, Don R, Mark H, and Mike C.
A couple of you sent me this link: http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/us_supreme_court_gay_marriage
Looks like the high court is doing something right. We have conservatives who won a majority of seats in the Iowa House introducing a bill that would call for a state constitutional amendment to outlaw same-sex marriage, civil unions, and domestic unions completely. The senate has a majority that likely won't go along with it, but it's scary!
I'll probably begin posting a story called: "Tommy and Tanner" or similar title under the high school section in a while. I may take a few weeks off. Anyway, I'll try to send a heads-up to those who are on my emailing list.
Thanks again for all the encouragement and kind remarks about this story.
David