by Taylor Rylan
I was happy for Sean and was looking forward to dancing with my own husband just as soon as the two grooms had their moment in the spotlight. I made a request and was looking forward to dancing with Liam in my arms in front of everyone. We were quiet about our relationship for so long, too long to tell the truth. I was more than ready to let everyone know that Liam was mine and that I was his.
After what seemed like forever, the grooms decided to finally fling their garters over their shoulders. Logan caught Simon’s and Liam caught Sean’s. Technically he wasn’t single, but Sean didn’t know that, not yet. He would soon enough. Shortly after that ceremony, the grooms were both hugging us and were running off to start their lives together as husbands. I knew what that was like and I was so happy for Sean and Simon. I was more than ready to take my own husband back to our room for the night. I finally got my opportunity an hour later when we were arm in arm on the dancefloor.
“Wanna sneak off to our room? The grooms have been gone for about an hour and I think that’s an acceptable amount of time to wait before sneaking off,” I whispered near Liam’s ear.
“I thought you’d never ask. Let’s go.”
We made it back to our room in record time. Liam was naked before I even had my shirt off. In all fairness though, I was cursed with more difficult buttons than he was and I was distracted several times as his delectable body was revealed to me with each bit of clothing removed.
“What was it that you were saying this morning? You wanted me to fuck you or something like that?”
“Yes. That. That’s exactly what I want. I’ve been hard most of the day, Jasper. Please.”
“Alright, let’s give you a head start and then we’ll play. How does that sound?”
“Play, as in?”
“As in, I’ll make sure you’re still green before I continue.”
“Yes, I’m so green right now.”
“Good. Go lie on the bed.”
I sent Liam to the bed and grabbed the lube that I knew we were going to need. I loved that we agreed to no longer used condoms. It brought a level of intimacy that I didn’t want with anyone other than Liam. I needed to make sure he experienced at least one orgasm before we got started. If I didn’t, things were going to be over before I even got inside him. After finding the lube, I went to the bed. After removing the rest of my clothing, I went about giving Liam some relief before we got started. If he had indeed been hard on and off since this morning, I knew it wouldn’t take long.
I started by crawling up in between his legs and giving him little kisses and licks along his legs. When I got to his groin, I didn’t hesitate to flatten my tongue and lick from his balls up to the tip of his leaking cock and then swallow it down completely in one motion. I was expecting his hips to thrust up like they often did, so I had my hands ready to keep his hips down on the bed while I worked on giving him his first of several orgasms of the night.
It didn’t take long because I knew Liam’s body so well and as he said, he’d been hard and ready for a while. When he shot down my throat, I quickly swallowed all that he gave me and massaged his balls, hoping to get every drop. I never got tired of the taste of Liam; it was something I didn’t think I ever would get tired of.
Looking up at my husband’s face, I saw that he had a satisfied, sated expression. It didn’t take much to please him, but he was always willing to keep going for me.
“Now that we’ve got number one out of the way, are you ready to play?”
“Green.”
“Good, husband. I love you, Liam, don’t ever forget that. If you ever don’t want to do this, you know all you have to do is say no, right?” I asked him as I crawled up Liam’s body and gently lay down on top of him. I nibbled and kissed his neck and chin before getting to his mouth. “Are you ready for round two or do you need a minute or two?” I asked.
Liam answered by thrusting his hips up into mine and giving me a quiet yes. I chuckled at him before asking, “Yes you’re ready? Or yes, you need a minute?”
“Both?” Liam replied and started laughing right along with me. “I can’t help it, Jasper, you still blow my mind.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” I moved up until I was beside Liam and wrapped my arms around him.
“If you cuddle up with me, I’m going to get sleepy. Especially after that huge orgasm you just gave me,” Liam warned, pushing me away. He wasn’t overly convincing in letting me know that he didn’t want me to cuddle him.
“A nap sounds perfect. Why don’t we take a nap and when we wake up we can start round two?” I noticed Liam tried his best to cover a large yawn.
“No, I want to keep going.”
“Later. I promise. For now, sleep and I’ll wake you up in just a bit.”
It didn’t take Liam long to doze off. When he did, I grabbed the blanket and covered us both up after turning off the bedside lamp. After I crawled back into bed, I wrapped my arms around my love and kissed his temple before I also fell asleep. We never did get around to playing that night because neither of us woke up until the next morning. We just barely had enough time to shower and get dressed before checkout time.
We returned to Monterey with my dads only long enough to stop off at the jewelers and pick up our rings. I knew exactly where I wanted to put Liam’s ring on him so I asked him if it was okay if we waited until we got back to Wyoming to put them on. He didn’t seem to understand but willingly went along with my request.
I had a plan, and that plan included doing my best to recreate our first night together in our home. Later that evening, when we got home and said hello to Hemingway, Liam went off to unpack and I set about getting my ring on my husband’s finger.
There was a nice, plush rug in the living room but a blanket was definitely much easier to clean so I went upstairs and grabbed a blanket out of the guest room since Liam was in ours. I returned to the rug and spread the blanket. I picked up the battery-powered candles, something we realized we needed after we got Hemingway, and set them up around the blanket. I then removed lube from where it was stashed in the coffee table. I also retrieved the rings before calling my husband. I needed for him to come to me, just like that first night.
“Liam, can you come here for a minute please?” I shouted up the stairs before retreating to the living room. I decided to wait in the middle of the blanket and hoped like hell he approved of my idea. It didn’t take long before I heard him coming down the stairs. Just like the first time, he stopped once he reached the living room doorway.
“Oh my. You didn’t. How can you get any better?” Liam asked me while walking my way.
I noticed that his eyes were full of unshed tears. Like before, I knew that if I didn’t get through this soon, I wouldn’t make it through without tearing up myself. I opened the box with our rings and dropped down onto one knee.
“Liam, I know I’ve made so many mistakes along the way, and I know that I’ll make more in the future. You’re it for me and that’s never going to change. I love you. Everything about you, I love. I’m looking forward to spending the rest of our lives together. I’m thankful each and every day that I get to wake up next to you and that you’re my husband. I was wondering, even though you already married me, if you would wear my ring? If you’d show the world that you belong to me and that I belong to you?”
I was expecting to be knocked over so when Liam gently sunk to his knees in front of me, I was a little surprised.
Liam gave me a sweet smile, one that the angels would honor, and answered my heartfelt request. “Yes, of course I’ll wear your ring. Proudly.” He reached up and wrapped a hand behind my neck before pulling me toward him for a kiss. When we parted, I took his ring from the box and placed it on his finger, where I hoped it would never leave.
“You’re my choice, Liam. Just like the inscription says. Thank you for saying yes.”
Liam accepted the ring, and added his own comment. “You’re going to wear mine too, aren’t you? That way all those co
wboys you work with know you’re taken?” Liam asked with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
I laughed at what he asked. Cowboys were more Sean’s taste than mine. Liam knew that. I was keenly aware that he was really worried about me running into a past hook up in Jackson but I wouldn’t bring that up. I was taken, completely, and no longer had any desire to look elsewhere other than at the man that was currently on his knees with me in our living room.
“Yes, Liam, I’m going to love wearing your ring. Now put it on my finger, husband of mine, so we can get to the rest of the evening. By the way, what did you decide for the inscription in mine?” I asked as he slipped the matching ring on my finger.
I couldn’t help but look down at my ring as he pushed it past my knuckle. I loved seeing it resting there. Not nearly as much as I loved that Liam wore a matching ring on his finger.
“Well, with everything that had happened before I met you I didn’t know if I would ever be able to take a chance with someone again. Until you. So, that’s it. You’re my chance, just as your ring says.”
I pulled Liam into my lap and kissed him as I gently lay back on the blanket. Yes, there was a perfectly good bed upstairs as well as a very comfortable couch right beside us but the point was to make love on the blanket in the living room like we did when we bought the house.
We somehow managed to get our clothes off with minimal breaks in kissing. This time, Liam wrapped his lips around my cock. I loved it when he played with me and he drove me nuts when he used his lips to gently tug on my foreskin before taking me deep into his throat and swallowing around me. He was so good at that but I didn’t want to finish in his mouth. I wanted to finish buried deep inside him so I pulled him off of me after a few minutes.
“Later, I’ll finish in your mouth if you want me to, but right now, I want you to ride me just like you did that first night here.”
Liam’s eyes darkened to a dark, stormy blue, almost black and then he nodded before grabbing the lube and pouring a generous amount into his hand. He slicked up both my cock and then his. He added some more lube and reached behind himself and prepared himself for my entry. He was done quicker than I'd have liked but he knew what he wanted and I wasn’t going to stop him. When he sunk down onto my cock, we both moaned. It was the most beautiful sound I’d ever heard. He always felt so wonderful wrapped around me and that moment was no different. Liam set a slow, lazy pace but made sure to alternate so I couldn’t get close enough to cumming before he was ready for me to.
It wasn’t until both of us were covered in a sheen of sweat that he started rocking his hips in a back and forth rhythm that I knew would have us both cumming in just moments. I wrapped my hand around Liam’s leaking cock and jacked him to the rhythm of his hips. After the fifth stroke, his channel clamped down on me and he let out a hoarse cry just as his cock sputtered all over my chest and hand. That tipped me over the edge and I joined him, shooting deep into him.
Exhausted, Liam collapsed down on top of me and snuggled, mess be damned.
“I love you, Jasper.”
“I love you too, Liam. Thank you so much for wearing my ring.”
“Thank you for asking.”
38 — Liam
We both seemed to enjoy married life. It was freeing and wonderful to be out. I never wanted to hide, and neither did Jasper, but he didn’t want to overshadow his twin either. I often wondered if he felt that way growing up but when I asked him, he said he didn’t. Growing up, they were as close as twins normally were but in university, after the whole Rupert incident, they started to grow apart.
We had plans to have dinner together at our place when Simon and Sean got back so I was surprised when Sean called Jasper several days early to let him know they were back and wanted to know if we wanted to have dinner with them. Of course, Jasper agreed and texted me to give me a heads-up. I was both happy they were back, and curious about why they were back early.
Over the past couple of weeks, we’d made sure we were out together more in Crooked Bend. We were no longer limiting our dates to Jackson. The fact that we were seen together wearing our wedding rings in Crooked Bend didn’t go unnoticed. We needed to tell Sean that we were married before we made any type of announcement to anyone else. So, we planned on doing that at dinner.
When Jasper got home, I was a nervous wreck. Jasper kept reassuring me where his family was concerned but this was his twin we were talking about. The man who we had deceived for the past several months. The man who seemed happy that Jasper had found someone he wanted to be with, but would he still be happy once he realized we got married behind his back? While attending his bachelor party?
No matter how many times Jasper told me how wonderful and amazing I was and did his best to reassure me, I still had doubts. I had always gotten along well with his family but I was definitely nervous about telling Sean just how much we hadn’t told him. It was time to come clean though. After we did, I would definitely feel more comfortable around Sean’s family.
I was in the kitchen when Jasper arrived home. That wasn’t unusual, I was often in the kitchen prepping what we were going to cook for dinner. Normally I was happy when Jasper arrived, but that night, I was obviously stressed about the dinner that we were about to have. I did my best to calm down when I realized just how much stress I was putting on my husband.
“Hey, look at me,” Jasper said while walking up to me and gently tugging my arm to turn me toward him. “It’s going to be okay. We’ve been over this before. We’ve been through this with my dads. Why are you more nervous now than you were before?”
“Because. He’s your twin, Jasper. And we’ve been keeping this huge secret from him. I just know that it’s going to come back and bite us somehow. I thought twins were supposed to be like super close or something.”
“Yeah, I think most of them are. And we were until we went to college. But after the whole thing with Rupert, we just grew apart. Most of that was my fault, and I know that. Hopefully we can become closer than we have been over the past decade or so. I know it’s going to take time and it won’t happen overnight.” He kissed me on the nose. “So, subject change. What are you making for supper and can I help with anything?”
“I’m just making lasagna and breadsticks with a salad. You can get us some wine or beer or whatever. Does Simon drink wine? I don’t know.” I know I was jabbering, but I was so nervous!
“Calm down. I’ll get some beer. I know that Simon will probably prefer that to wine but I know that you prefer wine so why don’t I get you a glass of that? Sound good?”
“Sounds great.”
Jasper went to the fridge to get the wine. I definitely needed it. While he was removing the cork, the doorbell rang. The festivities including Sean and Simon were about to begin. Jasper left me in the kitchen to answer the door. He took the bottle with him, so I didn’t get my wine as soon as I would’ve liked.
When Jasper answered the door, he was still holding the bottle in his left hand, unfortunately, that put his wedding ring prominently on display when he opened the door. That, of course, would be the first thing that Sean noticed.
“Hello, but what is this? You’re engaged?” I’d never heard Sean’s voice go quite that high before. “You got engaged and didn’t tell me?”
Jasper seemed to choose to not address the question directly. “Hey to you too. Hey, Simon. How was your honeymoon? Come on in you two. Liam’s in the kitchen throwing together dinner,” he said while walking back toward me in the kitchen. When they reached the kitchen, I saw that Sean was glaring at Jasper. Jasper finished removing the cork and poured a glass and handed it to me before wrapping his arms around me and pulling me to his chest. We stood there in front of his brother and brother-in-law and spilled everything.
“Actually, no, we didn’t get engaged without telling you.”
“Okay, so what’s with the wedding band then?” Sean asked again.
It was Simon who seemed to put two and two together first. “I think
you hit it there, baby, when you said wedding band. Emphasis on the word wedding. Am I right?”
“Yeah, you’re right. Jasper and I aren’t engaged. We’re married.”
“You’re married? As in like married, I do and all that?” Sean questioned.
“Yep. Sure are,” I answered.
Sean was clearly stunned, and stuck on Jasper keeping a secret from him. “When did you get married? And what the hell? You’re married and didn’t tell me?”
Simon was really on a roll because he was figuring things out before Sean, left and right. “Vegas. You two got married in Vegas, didn’t you?”
“Yeah, we did. We didn’t want to deal with the stress you two went through and we figured, it’s Vegas so why not?” Jasper told them.
“Seriously? You’re married? Wait. So you got married before us?” Sean was finally starting to pick up on things.
“Yeah, I did. About a month before you, actually,” Jasper replied.
“Why didn’t you say anything?”
“I already told you. Because you were going through so much stress and we could see that. And that’s not what we wanted. The biggest reason was that we didn’t want to steal any of the spotlight from you. We were both very happy and content to quietly get married in Vegas.”
Like all the other things that could cause a confrontation, I took this personally, as though I was responsible for the reactions of Jasper’s family. “Yeah, I’m sorry, Sean. Please don’t be mad. And please don’t hate me. I just couldn’t handle the stress of everything that you did,” I pleaded to him.
Sean seemed truly surprised by my request. “Hate you? Why would I hate you, Liam?”
“Because. We kept our dating from you and then getting married from you. We just didn’t know when to tell you.”