Tommy and Tanner

Tommy and Tanner Chapter 35

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Tommy and Tanner, Chapter 35

Tommy and Tanner awakened in the morning to the sound of knocking on their partially open door. A glance at the bed-side clock let them know they'd slept longer than usual.

"Rise and shine, guys; you'll want to shower and dress soon in order to have breakfast and pick up your toys before someone comes to make your bed." Lee said from outside their door.

"Coming, Uncle," Tanner replied as he and Tommy sprang out of bed still a bit dazed from sleeping so hard.

They walked past the lounge to the large gang shower without bothering to dress. Peter, who had come down with Lee, was a little surprised at their lack of modesty, but didn't mind the view. Since there were no women around, it hadn't occurred to the boys' foggy minds that there was any need to hide their stiffies. They didn't bother to close the bathroom door behind them either.

Everything they needed, soap, shampoo, and oversized bath towels, were all provided for them. The big shower setup was awesome. Each shower head had a twin below it about three feet from the floor and controlled by lever so it could be operated in conjunction with the one above. By angling all four heads closest to the corner, the boys could enjoy lots of water pulsating over their bodies from two directions. It was like being in a carwash!

After getting thoroughly drenched, they got down to the business of getting clean. They turned the water off, and Tommy applied shower gel to every bit of Tanner's body. After that, he stood still while Tanner returned the favor. They both rinsed and shut off the water again.

Then Tommy knelt while Tanner shampooed his hair. Of course, he couldn't hold back from playing with the big sausage that was tantalizingly near his face. He licked and sucked until his actions nudged Tanner toward the edge. Tanner couldn't wait any longer and so began to pump his cock rhythmically in an out of Tommy's hot mouth.

Lee had heard the shower turn off and went to hasten the boys. He stuck his head into the room just as Tanner's orgasm hit. Fortunately Tanner had his head back and his eyes closed and missed being caught. Lee stepped back quickly and quietly so as not to spoil their moment.

When Lee heard the shower come on and go off again, he assumed they were finally done, but figured he'd better not disturb them in case they weren't. Tanner had his turn at having his hair washed while he brought Tommy to an awesome climax too.

The boys dried off quickly, brushed their teeth, and shaved the light fuzz from their faces as well as making a quick pass over their balls. They both had screen-type rechargeable ones that didn't nick the tender skin on their sacs.

A few minutes later, the boys emerged with their towels tucked around their waists and walked past Peter and Lee who were sitting in the downstairs lounge.

"Sorry about the skin-show earlier, Peter," Tanner grinned sheepishly. "We never thought. We're used to being nude around Lee and all the guys in our family. I hope we didn't make you uncomfortable."

"I'm not offended," Peter smiled. "...impressed, but not offended. I'll officially be a family member in a couple of hours, so I might as well be initiated. I like being nude too."

"Speaking of being uncomfortable, I have a confession to make," Lee said. "A few minutes ago I poked my head in to see if you were nearly ready and I caught you boys in an intimate moment. I don't want you to think I was perving on you."

"How intimate?" Tanner grinned.

"You were just finishing washing Tommy's hair," Lee told him.

"Did I look like I was really into it?" Tanner continued to smirk.

"Um, I'd say, definitely!"

"That's okay. I guess if we were really concerned about getting caught we'd have been more careful about closing the door."

"Thanks! I feel better that I haven't made you guys uncomfortable," Lee admitted. "It's beautiful what you have together.

"Not to change the subject, but we'd better hurry and get dressed," Tommy said. "How soon is breakfast?"

"Greta said she'd arrive at 9:30 and I expect she'll be on the dot."

"Cool, that'll give us time to pick up our room a bit as well. We left some things scattered around last night."

The boys donned T's and shorts for breakfast, to avoid the chance of spilling on their tuxedos. There would be about an hour and a half free after breakfast to get dressed up. Of course some of that time would be spent getting instructions, but that shouldn't take too long.

As Lee had predicted, Greta was rapping on the kitchen door just as the clock in the upstairs lounge struck the half hour. She carried a picnic basket that contained covered dishes filled with hot scrambled eggs, sausages, and pancakes.

The boys set plates and flatware on the table in the sun porch to help her and to save time so things wouldn't get cold before they were consumed. Greta smiled nostalgically; thinking of how much they reminded her of Dane and Colt.

"Welcome gentlemen!" she said as she set things out. "I'm Greta Johnson and I apologize for not being here to meet you last night. If you have any questions about details, I'll be happy to answer them while you're eating."

"I don't have a question, but I'd like you to try out my video camera so you'll be familiar with it." Lee said

"I'll do that. Is it nearby?"

"It's on the coffee table in there. The tripod is in the corner,"

"Ah, it's very similar to mine. How about I practice by taking a few shots of you having breakfast on the morning of your wedding day?"

"Great idea!" Peter enthused. "I want a visual record of all the details."

Greta partially expanded the tripod and set it up on a cupboard where it would get a kind of bird-eye view of the grooms talking with their attendants. It wasn't long before the guys forgot about the presence of the camera as they talked about how the schedule for the upcoming nuptials.

While they were in conversation, Greta went to the boys' room to make the bed and tidy up. She was surprised and pleased to see that those chores had already been done. She shook her head, smiling, remembering days gone by when her house was filled with four kids about their age.

Greta went to the men's bedroom next to make the bed up with fresh sheets. The ones on it didn't look soiled, but she wanted to use the special satin ones that had a subtle scent of lilac from the sachet in the linen closet. She would add the candles, flowers, and chilled wine later while the guys were enjoying their lunch.

When Greta got back to the porch, she found the boys clearing the table. Sensing that they were going to head off to get dressed, she took the camera down and used it to get a shot of the men heading to their room and another of the boys going down to theirs.

Ten minutes later, Greta took a few more shots of the boys in tuxedo pants and shirts heading for the bathroom to check their hair and adjust their ties. She ended up helping them with the latter, and checking their cummerbunds which had to be cinched up nearly to the end to fit their trim waists.

Greta asked the boys to wait at the foot of the stairs until she got into position at the top. Just as she got there, she turned to see Peter and Lee emerging from their room. So she filmed them coming down the hall and going into the lounge before she got the shot she wanted of the boys. Once they were all seated, she set up the tripod in a corner near the windows so the light would be on the people instead of the camera lens. She started it running again when Fr. Jerry Martin and his husband, Dennis Gallagher, came to the door.

Introductions were made all round and the guys took their seats again. Fr. Jerry briefed them on the procedures, having them do a kind of walk-through pretending that a wine cabinet was the altar.

"Well, it's 20 minutes after the hour. Shall we amble over to the gazebo in Greta's yard? We've been there to set up the keyboard and prayer book. It looks as lovely as I've seen it!" Fr. Jerry assured them.

If the men had sold their souls to the devil for it, they could not have been given a more perfect day. The air was still and about 72 degrees Fahrenheit. There didn't seem to be a single cloud in the bright blue canopy above them.

The ladies had decorated the pure white gazebo with potted palms, grapevines, and pots of tulips in pinks, reds, yellows, and light purples complemented by white Easter lilies. A gilded cage with a pair of lovebirds in it hung over the altar, suspended on a brass chain.

Dennis played a medley of love songs from Broadway shows, beginning right after Greta had the camera set up. He finished with "A Place for Us" from "Westside Story" which was the signal for Fr. Jerry to walk to the front, followed by the boys. In the absence of mothers to light the men's individual candles, Tanner lit Lee's and Tommy, Peter's.

Then Dennis segued into "Be My Love" for the grooms' processional. Fr. Jerry gave the traditional "Dearly beloved" greeting followed by a prayer asking God's blessing on the rite that was about to take place.

After that, Dennis sang, "In this Very Room" which the men had loved when they'd heard it at other weddings. Fr. Jerry gave a short homily on the sanctity of marriage and the joy of two soul-mates uniting in the sight of God and witnesses, alluding briefly to the happiness he'd found in his own life with Dennis.

Their vows were not lengthy, but were repeated with much emotion, just before the rings were exchanged. Once the tears of joy began to flow down Lee's cheeks, everyone else shed a few in empathy. The kiss that followed the decree of marriage was also brief, but heart-felt. It was a sweet and powerful ceremony, befitting the men who participated.

Everyone hugged after it was over, including Greta. She felt almost as if they were part of her family. That was how it often struck her when same-sex couples married on her property – especially the men.

While the others were heading for the cottage, Greta opened the doors to a small white console that blended so well with the gazebo that it was hardly noticeable. From it she retrieved a video disc that she hoped would be something the grooms would treasure. The recorder was wired to a well disguised camera which was focused on the area in front of the altar. It was capable of recording quality video without disrupting the service. This was a perk she enjoyed providing for clients who turned out to be special.

Jane Masterson's absence from the ceremony part of their day needed no explanation once the guys entered the cottage again. The tantalizing aromas that permeated the air said it all. The sideboard in the dining room had been opened up to accommodate a host of tempting items. Small chafing dishes kept the hot food at perfect temperature while bowls of ice kept fruit and other goodies chilled.

After Fr. Jerry said grace, Peter and Lee went to fill their plates. The boys' mouths were watering, but they politely said they would wait until the other two men got their food. Of course, with only six people total, it didn't take long before everyone was savoring the splendid meal.

Peter's raving about the food and the quality of the whole event in general was overheard by the women in the kitchen. His effusive praise brought contented smiles to their faces.

As best men, Tanner and Tommy proposed toasts of happiness for the newly married couple. Since they both took part, they got to drink a little extra champagne. It wasn't so much that they loved the taste of it, but that they got to drink a little alcohol in a socially acceptable situation.

When the wedding guests were through with their food and drink, the ladies came in to clear.

"We have a small present for you," Greta announced. "This is a video shot from above and behind the altar. It will give you a more intimate look at your glowing faces when you said your vows. There's a player in your bedroom and one in each of the lounges if you choose to look at it before you go home tomorrow.

I need to talk to you about the flowers. The Easter lilies were graciously loaned by Jane who will transport them to Fr. Jerry's church for Sunday services and then they'll be distributed to shut-ins. If you wish to take the tulips home, you certainly may because you paid for them."

"I'm not sure what we'd do with all of those, lovely as they are," Peter said.

"Could we take a couple for remembrances and donate the rest to decorate the church for Easter?" Lee asked.

"Certainly! We'd appreciate them."

"May we take home a couple to remember this day too," Tanner requested.

"Of course you may," Lee smiled. "They might have to ride on the floor between your feet, but that's fine with me. I'm pleased that you'd want to."

"It's the first wedding we've been involved in," Tommy said. "I'm sure we'll be in Tim's in a few years, but this is still our first."

After Fr. Jerry and Dennis departed, amid another round of hugs, Peter and Lee said they were adjourning to their room to "nap." No one believed for a minute that they had sleep on their minds.

Jane and Greta soon left with boxes and baskets which the boys helped to carry to Greta's Highlander. The ladies thanked them and said they would return around 6:00 with an evening meal which they could eat on the patio or in the lounge on the lower level. She had left food in the upstairs refrigerator for Peter and Lee who had chosen not to have a scheduled eating time.

The boys had the bulk of the afternoon and the night to themselves, but they didn't have to cast about for entertainment.

"That first lady, Jane, told us where the tarps and sunning blankets were kept," Tanner grinned. "Let's take advantage of this unseasonably warm afternoon and get naked outside!"

"Tanner Torrance, you are a naughty boy indeed. You used to be so modest. Now you're tempting me to expose myself."

"If I'm a bad boy, it's because of you and our brothers. And don't forget that Dad took us to a nude beach. It wasn't so much that I used to be modest as maybe repressed. I love letting it all hang out!"

"C'mere and let me help you undress," Tommy giggled.

"I think we need to gather the things we'll need and keep on our undies at least until we check out the backyard." Tanner suggested. "I hope there's lotion in those cupboards in the hall."

Not only were the tarps and blankets easy to find, but there were bug spray and several different kinds of sunscreen in a variety of strengths to keep from burning their skin that had been unexposed to the sun for several months.

The boys stripped to their boxer-briefs, put on their flip-flops, and went out exploring the area. They quickly found an open space that was smooth and flat, making it ideal for their purpose.

"Isn't that window up there one that's in Lee and Peter's bedroom?" Tanner asked.

"Could be," Tommy ventured.

"Do you think they'll see us?"

"Do you think they're going to interrupt their NAP to look outside?" Tommy grinned. "Besides, if they do, they won't get much more of a show than we put on this morning. I know Lee wasn't surprised, but I think I saw Peter blush when we paraded through with our morning wood showing."

"Perhaps, but I'll bet he enjoyed the view. He may not have eyes for anyone but Uncle Lee, but that doesn't mean he can't look!"

The boys arranged their things and shucked their underwear. They spent the next several minutes making sure that every square inch of skin was protected. So thorough was their endeavor that both ended up with raging hardons.

"Hmm... we'll have to see to these bad boys pretty soon," Tommy laughed.

"The sooner the better!" Tanner exclaimed.

"Yeah, but now they'll taste like coconut oil instead of tasting natural."

Tanner opened up a plastic bag and pulled out two wet washrags. He handed one to Tommy and proceeded to remove the oil from Tommy's tool, stopping to milk back his foreskin and lick off a drip of precum. Tommy shuddered in delight.

"Please don't leave me hanging long," he begged.

"I have no intention of making you suffer and I'm hoping you'll feel the same about me."

"Oh yeah!"

"So we're doing this right here in front of God and everybody?" Tanner teased.

"Of course! You're the one who isn't repressed anymore, and I never was."

They kissed and caressed for several minutes, reveling in the warm spring sun on their bare bodies. The prospect of making love in the open felt particularly exciting when there was even a slight risk that someone could see them from a window or possibly by straying into the backyard. Jane had assured them that it was completely private, but one could never be 100% sure.

Tommy turned around on the blanket to position their bodies into the perfect position to take each other orally. He began by flicking his tongue just under Tanner's sensitive ridge. Tanner responded in kind.

The boys had several mouthwatering tastes of precum to make their sap rise. Both worked up copious quantities of saliva to add to the natural lube that was freely flowing.

Tanner got brave and tried to swallow Tommy's sword to the hilt. In the past he'd never quite achieved it without gagging. This time he got it all the way down. Tommy nearly came from the excitement. He decided to return the favor. This time he managed to do it too.

He backed off to catch his breath and to tell Tanner how much he loved it.

"This is awesome!" he exclaimed.

"For sure!" Tanner responded.

While his mouth was open, Tanner collected a gob of spit and used it to massage Tommy's rectum. Tommy followed suit. They went back to sucking deeply, petting each other's balls, and fingering their holes sensuously.

"Nnuh, nnuh, nnuh," Tommy gasped around the big hot tool in his mouth. Then he began to pump volumes of warm cum. Tanner started to unload before he'd finished. Both boys felt a mixture of love and lust as they continued to hold each other close in the afterglow.

Lee and Peter had wasted no time in consummating their union. Peter had requested to be "taken" first. He had come a long way in his relationship with Lee. He loved the feeling of a strong, but gentle man taking charge of his body. After their extended time of getting to know each other, he felt comfortable in submitting to Lee completely.

For Lee's part, he was especially tender and attentive; still mindful of the pain Peter had suffered in his earlier relationship. Although Peter's ass begged to be plowed in a serious way, Lee held back initially as he always did.

"Lee, I trust you. I know you're afraid I'll freak out, but I'm not going to. I'm not a piece of brittle pottery that's going to break from being handled. You know I like to get physical. I seriously want you to fuck my brains out!"

"Really?"

"Yeah, really. Please..."

Lee didn't need any additional coaxing. He began to take longer, deeper strokes at a more rapid pace than he'd done with Peter in the past. Each thrust seemed to elicit more moans of pleasure from his lover. The harder Lee pounded, the more Peter seemed to enjoy it.

"Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Peter exclaimed. "I'm gonna cum!"

Naturally, Peter's expletives drove Lee into a lustful frenzy.

"Fuck, yes-s-s-s-s!" Lee yelled as Peter's orgasm triggered his own in response, blowing his wad deeply into Peter's body.

They kissed so roughly that they tasted blood from their bruised lips. For several minutes they lay connected until Lee at last went soft and slipped out.

After a hot shower, the men thought they might actually need a nap. Peter leaned against the windowsill while Lee tenderly toweled him off, checking his cute butt for signs that he might have been too forceful in their lovemaking. It was then that Peter happened to glance into the backyard.

"Lee, you have to see this. I know we shouldn't watch, but it's really sweet."

Lee placed his face beside Peter's and gazed down at the two boys on the blanket. They were lying there suckling each other's cock. It was a beautiful sight.

"Does that inspire you?" Lee asked.

"Yeah, I want your big cock in my mouth, but I think we'd better rest for a while. I'm not sure I could get it up right now."

"Maybe we could go out and join the boys in the sun while we're both soft."

"Sounds like a plan, as long as we don't interrupt their moment."

When the men peeked out the window a few minutes later, they saw that the boys were lying on their stomachs. It looked like a good time to go out. They slipped on their matching camo trunks with the sculpted pouches. Both filled them out quite nicely despite having spent their wads so recently.

"Is it okay if we join you for a little while?" Lee asked as he and Peter neared where the boys were sunning.

"Sure!" Tanner and Tommy answered together.

"Do you know where the equipment is?" Tommy added.

"Yup, we'll get it and be out in a minute." Peter told them.

The boys loved the way the men's square-cut briefs hugged the curves of their bodies and pushed their junk up front. It looked like Peter's pouch was as full as Lee's. Perhaps they'd get the chance to find out soon.

In a little while the men returned with a tarp and a blanket which they spread out within a few feet of where the boys were lying. Lee faced them as he removed his last vestige of clothing. Peter followed his example, giving the boys a full, unhurried view of his junk.

Even in its flaccid state, Peter's cock was impressive. The boys tried not to stare, but weren't entirely successful.

"Uncle Lee, are those swim suits or underwear" Tommy asked. "Those pouches really show off your stuff! I'd love to be able to wear something like that on the beach."

"The place where I ordered them says that the can be used either way. If you guys like them that much, we'll get you some for your birthdays. You might want to go up a size because they run on the small side. It's really more the measurement of your butt than your waist."

"That would be cool!" Tanner exclaimed. "We both love camo. You guys really looked hot in them."

"Thanks," Peter grinned. "I hope we look just as hot out of them too."

"Oh yeah!" Tommy enthused. "Considering how sexy you are, I'm surprised you're out here instead in bed."

"We needed a little fresh air," Lee laughed. "Besides, we felt like we were neglecting you."

"We like having you around, but we didn't feel neglected," Tanner assured them. "We can always find something to entertain us," he continued as he patted Tommy's ass.

"No doubt," Lee agreed. "You always seem to have something to play with. By the way, did you like the toys we bought you?"

"Uh, yeah. We tried out the smallest and it felt pretty big. I'm not sure how soon we're gonna do the real thing," Tanner blushed.

"Don't be in a hurry. I'd actually suggest you save it for a while unless you feel you really can't wait."

"We might wait until our birthdays. I could give Tommy something he'll love and hasn't had before."

"That could be a very special present," Lee agreed.

Then he opened a bottle of tanning oil to spread on Peter's back. He straddled his husband's body and began applying it thoroughly, massaging it in. Peter moaned softly in response. Lee worked his way on down from Peter's ass to his ankles. The experience was making both of them plump up again.

"Turn over and let me do your front side," Lee requested.

"Um, I don't think I can without embarrassing myself!"

"Oh come on, Uncle Peter, you're part of the family now and you saw us hard this morning," Tommy snickered.

"But how will you maintain any sense of respect for me at school after you've seen me with an erection?" Peter asked.

"What makes you think there's any respect to be maintained?" Tommy teased.

"Okay, here goes nothing," Peter said as he turned on his back with his steely cock pointing skyward.

"Damn! I respect you more than ever," Tommy exclaimed. "That's a serious cock! You and Uncle Lee are a matched set."

To validate Tommy's speculation, Lee and Peter stood up placing their erections side by side. They were almost exactly the same length.

"None of this ever gets back to school!" Peter said, suddenly embarrassed about getting carried away, and thinking with is little head instead of his brain. I'm sure this is highly improper and something that could get me fired."

"My lips are sealed," Tanner said.

"Mine too," Tommy echoed. "We know you wouldn't do anything bad. Thanks for trusting us."

Having given his assurance, Tommy stood and hugged Peter. Tanner did likewise. The guys were boned up already, but their embrace didn't feel overtly sexual to any of the parties involved. It was more of a bonding moment.

After they finished covering each other with sun-screen, Peter and Lee lay down to sun for a while, but then excused themselves to continue their honeymoon in private. Both were hard when they got up to leave.

The boys went inside shortly after the men had left. They showered off the lotion, but remained naked while they took a nap. Their sleep was interrupted by the ringing of the phone by their bed.

"This is Greta Johnson. Would you like your dinner in half an hour, or is that too soon?

"That would be fine," Tommy told her, after conferring with Tanner.

They got up to pee and get respectable enough to receive their hostess. Greta arrived with another tempting meal which she delivered to the lower level. She told the boys that they could store any leftovers in the refrigerator in the downstairs kitchenette and eat them later for a snack if they wished.

The boys waited until they were certain that she had left and stripped off their clothes again. As long as it was only the two of them, they planned to stay naked as much as possible.

"This is almost like having a honeymoon of our own," Tommy speculated. "We've had sex about as often as we've wanted and we get to go starkers."

"It is cool." Tanner agreed. "What do you want to do after we eat?"

"I thought maybe we could cuddle and watch a movie and possibly play again with our new toys."

"That sounds like fun, but I think we should stick to the, um, smaller toy like we did last night. I'm not ready to take too much more. I'm glad we didn't just try to do it without getting used to it first."

"I'm with you. I know I couldn't take what you have without a lot of prep," Tommy agreed. "I want to do it someday, but I don't want it to hurt like crazy. I like the idea of setting our birthdays as a goal."

The boys found a hot episode of "Queer as Folk" in the back of the video cabinet and popped it into the player in the lounge. They cuddled on the sofa with a light blanket over them for comfort. Their hands roamed each other's body the whole time. Both remained hard right to the credits at the end.

"Playtime!" Tommy announced.

"I'll get the towel and you get the toys," Tanner grinned.

"I want to check something on urbandictionary.com before we start. You did pack your notebook didn't you?"

"Yeah, but I haven't had any time to use it with everything that's been happening," Tanner said as he dug the small computer out.

Tommy turned it on and put in the code to use the wireless provided with the cottage. A few minutes later, he had what he was looking for: "rimming

The act of using one's tongue on the anal rim of another person in order to gain and/or give sexual pleasure."

.

"Whoa, that sounds naughty and hot!" Tanner exclaimed. "Where did you learn about that?"

"Didn't you hear Peter whisper to Lee that he was going to take him upstairs and rim him and ream him?"

"No, but as horny as he is today, I wouldn't be surprised."

"Can we try it sometime?"

"We probably will, but I don't think I'm ready for that yet."

Tanner had to go to pee before they did any playing. When he came back to their room, he giggled at the sight. Tommy was lying on his back with his cummerbund around his waist as his only article of clothing. His erection was pointing up toward it slightly.

"What's this all about? I love it!" Tanner laughed.

"Well, this IS called a cummerbund and I'm thinking it's probably a German term for a sash designed to catch cum!"

"We'd better put down the towel for that; they might charge us for damage at the tuxedo shop unless they want it starched and then maybe they'd pay us." Tanner snickered. "Now, let's get the toys out again."

Author's notes:

Thanks to all who emailed since last posting: Ott H, Sam S (Re:STWOM), Bill T, Bill K, Walt S, Bert H, Tom A, Wayne, Jim C, Hayne B (122), Trish R, Sam S, Jim B, JTR, Jim W, Paul F, and Roger L.

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Sorry about the mistake of Potter/Parker in the last chapter. Mea culpa!

David