by Nora Phoenix
Indy followed the exchange with amusement. These three were hilarious together at times.
“You’re saying there’s a wrong time for one?” Miles wondered, then raised his hands in surrender when Charlie looked like he’d explode any moment. “I’ll make it fast, I promise.”
He grabbed Brad’s head again and stuffed his cock back into his mouth. “And I’ll deal with you later, you little brat. You’ll go to bed with one hell of a red ass tonight.”
“Like that’s gonna deter him,” Charlie commented, but Indy saw his eyes warm at the sight of Brad sucking as if his life depended on it.
“Come here, my love,” Miles said, and he reached for Charlie. When Charlie accepted his hand, he pulled him in and brought their mouths together for a deep kiss. Indy watched with tenderness as Miles climaxed into Brad’s mouth, his soft moan swallowed by Charlie. “I love you so much,” Miles whispered against Charlie’s lips, even as Brad tucked his cock back in, still licking his lips with an expression of bliss.
With his other hand, Miles pulled Brad up and switched from one mouth to the other. “I love you too, my little brat. But you be good today, you hear me? Best behavior and no shenanigans.”
Brad nuzzled against Miles’s neck, his fingers lacing with Charlie’s. “Yes, Daddy.”
“The three of you look amazing together,” Indy said.
Charlie beamed. “Thank you.” He gave Miles and Brad a last kiss, then untangled from them and walked over to Indy to give him a final inspection. “You ready?”
Indy’s heart jumped up all over again. Was he ready to do this?
The past months had been amazing, the four of them growing even closer than before. He loved Noah with all his heart and saw that love mirrored back to him every day, Noah worshipping the very ground Indy walked on. Noah was his rock, his protector.
And Josh, Josh was the other half of his soul. He needed Josh as much as Josh needed him. They balanced each other out, their souls entwined in a way Indy wasn’t even able to describe.
Connor’s hesitations about if and how the four of them would work were completely gone now. He shared Josh with Indy with the same ease that Noah shared. Both men had come to understand how they fit, how Indy and Josh needed each other. They’d become a family, the four of them. He’d never imagined his heart could hold that much love, but it did. And today, he would make it official by taking Noah’s name.
Indy Flint.
God, he liked the sound of that.
“Yeah,” he said. “I’m ready.”
Noah had never been one to get emotional. It was not his nature, maybe still conditioned by the many lectures he’d received from his father as a boy. Showing tender emotions was showing weakness, the general had firmly believed. Noah disagreed, but it still didn’t come naturally to him. Oh, he’d cried plenty in those dark days when it seemed Indy had been ripped from his arms forever, but other than that, it took a lot for him to tear up.
But as he watched Indy and Josh walk toward him and Connor, their hands linked and their eyes shining with love, his eyes definitely got misty. How had he gotten this lucky to find this much love, this much perfection? It humbled him every single day that Indy had chosen him. He looked cute as a button in his suit that matched Josh’s to a T, the two of them linked as always. Yet it never felt to Noah as if he only had half of Indy’s heart. His heart was so big, his love so deep, that there was enough to share.
They were crazy, of course, for doing the wedding outside in November, but it was what they’d all wanted. They’d put up Christmas lights all around the yard, which created a true winter wonderland, aided by the gentle flurries that drifted down. It was picture perfect, their small group of guests all showing wonder on their faces. Also, it would ensure the ceremony was blissfully short, as none of them appreciated formality and long speeches.
Indy beamed as he took up position next to Noah, his whole face shining like a beacon. Noah felt like his heart would burst with how full it was. He linked hands with him, engulfing that much smaller hand in his and squeezing gently.
They’d informed the officiant who was doing the ceremony about their special relationship, and the man hadn’t batted an eye. They’d chosen him based on a recommendation from other LGBTQ couples who had sung his praises for showing true acceptance of uncommon relationships. He welcomed the four of them with a warm, welcoming smile as they stood before him with linked hands.
“Dear friends, we are blessed today to be in the presence of so much love and to affirm that love by uniting these men in marriage,” he said, his rich, deep voice booming through the garden.
Noah’s heart quieted as he listened to the officiant.
“I am honored to unite Noah, Indy, Josh, and Connor in marriage,” the man said, linking their names together in a way that made Noah’s heart swell with pride. “Let their love be a shining example that family is more than blood and that love has no shame.”
Noah shared a look with Connor, and they smiled. They’d picked their officiant well. That thought was affirmed when the man walked them through their wedding vows and omitted the “forsaking all others” part. Smart choice.
Their answers were strong, their I dos filled with love. Noah locked eyes with Indy as he promised him everything and meant every single word. He’d spend the rest of his life proving to Indy he’d made the right choice.
“By the power vested in me by the state of New York, I pronounce you married. Husbands, you may seal your wedding vows with a kiss.”
Their friends around them erupted in applause and cheers, but Noah only had eyes for his Indy. He cupped his cheeks and kissed him, a soft, tender kiss that had to convey all the words he couldn’t seem to form.
“You’re my everything, baby,” he whispered. “I love you so damn much.”
Indy kissed him back with that same tenderness. “I love you, Noah. So, so much.”
Next to them, Connor and Josh were exchanging similar words, the big man’s eyes suspiciously moist. Noah waited till they were done, then nudged Indy. “It’s okay, go.”
Indy’s eyes teared up. “Are you sure?”
“It’s your wedding day, baby. You belong to him as much as you belong to me.”
Indy rose up to kiss him again, then turned around. Josh, always in tune with him, did the same, and Noah and Connor watched as they kissed, one of those sweet, languid kisses that made them seem like they were one and the same body. That, of course, resulted in more cheers from their guests.
They’d put up a party tent in their backyard, warming it with heaters. They hadn’t planned for a long party anyway and hadn’t wanted to rent a facility, knowing the kind of activities a party like this would result in. Privacy was the primary goal, and this worked perfectly. Besides, the guest list was short, all of them preferring to keep it limited to close friends and a few colleagues who were in the know and were fine with it. Josh had Aaron there, but he was the only family member present.
Noah had invited his father but had been open about what to expect, and the general had kindly declined. He’d sent his warmest wishes, though, with a generous gift in the form of a brand-new, state-of-the-art barbecue that Connor had all but drooled over. Noah understood. His father couldn’t be seen at a wedding like this, and he didn’t blame him. Their relationship had gotten better and his father had met Indy, but they would never become truly close. He could live with that.
And Connor had debated inviting his mom, he'd told them, but had decided against it. He hadn't seen her since he'd left the Marines, not wanting to be associated with his family in any way. It made things easier, in some ways, though a tad sad as well, Noah felt.
After cutting the wedding cake, it was time for the first dance, and Noah and Connor shared a look. They’d talked about this and had both agreed this was how they wanted it, but how would Indy and Josh react? Charlie put on the music they’d picked, and as the first notes of “A Thousand Years” sounded, Indy and Josh took their places with No
ah and Connor, as they thought was the plan. But a few notes in, Noah and Connor both stepped back.
“This is your dance,” Connor said to Josh, gesturing at Indy, and you could hear the emotion in his voice. “Your moment to shine together.”
“Connor…” Josh said, his face showing conflicted emotions.
“I love you, Josh. So fucking much. Now, go dance with Indy.”
Josh’s face lit up. “Yes, Connor.”
Indy was in his arms instantly, and those two plastered their bodies together, swaying to the music. That left Noah and Connor, who had agreed beforehand, but were now faced with the slightly awkward reality. And because he understood how hard this was for Connor, Noah bowed slightly and extended his hand.
“Lead the way, O’Connor,” he said with a wink, and Connor shot him a grateful look before accepting. His strong hand laced with Noah’s, and Noah pressed close against that big body, content to let the other man lead.
Noah had expected it to feel weird, dancing with Connor, but it wasn’t. The man’s massive body was a sharp contrast to Indy, who was usually in Noah’s embrace, and yet it felt familiar. They sure as fuck had spent enough time around each other, both dressed and in various stages of undress. Connor still loved it when people watched as he fucked Josh, and Noah was happy to oblige. Hell, those live porn shows never failed to inspire him and Indy.
And they sure got their fill of those, as Miles and his boys provided regular entertainment as well. Noah was grateful for the way those three had made the ranch their home, Miles especially. In the beginning, he’d still felt embarrassed about himself or had sought privacy when he needed a release, but now he was happy to let his boys pleasure him in plain sight. It was almost a daily occurrence to find Brad on his knees at some point, and it was a toss-up as to whether he’d be naked or not.
“You’re a halfway decent dancer, Flint,” Connor said.
“You were worried about your toes?”
“It’s not like you’re known for being graceful,” Connor replied, and Noah loved that he dared to make that joke, considering Noah’s leg and everything.
“Unlike those two,” Noah said, and Connor turned them around so they could watch Indy and Josh, who had eyes for nothing but each other, swaying to their own rhythm.
Noah let out a soft sigh, his heart filling with love all over again. “We did good, Connor.”
Connor’s grip on him tightened for a moment. “Thanks for leading that particular way,” he mumbled. “I was so scared of losing Josh, but you showed me I had nothing to fear.”
Noah leaned back so he could see the man’s eyes. “I don’t think it’s possible for someone to love you more than Josh does. What he and Indy have, it has nothing to do with us. It’s like that love exists on a different plane, you know?”
Connor nodded. “Yeah, I know that now. Took me a while to get there though, and I needed you to show me the way. So thank you.”
Noah smiled. “You getting mushy on me, O’Connor?”
He was expecting Connor to say something snarky back, as they’d been doing since they met, but instead, the man stopped dancing. He let go of Noah’s hand, then grabbed his face with both hands and planted a firm kiss on his mouth.
“You need to learn how to take a damn compliment, Flint.”
4
Josh gasped as he caught the kiss from the corner of his eye.
“Connor just kissed Noah,” he whispered in Indy’s ear, turning them both so they could watch.
“You’re kidding me,” Indy said, disbelief dripping from his voice.
Josh couldn’t blame him. Though they had been tolerant with each other and had grown close, there had never been more between Noah and Connor. Sure, they had no problem being naked around each other, and they sure as hell liked to watch the other fuck, but that was as far as it went. They joked about it sometimes, Josh and Indy, what it would take to get those two to do more. Because there was something there, that alpha rivalry sizzling just a little hotter than mere friendship.
Josh turned his attention back to Indy when Noah and Connor resumed dancing—though the fact they were doing that was a miracle all on its own. “How are you feeling, baby?” he asked Indy, who had nestled his head again against Josh’s shoulder.
“Perfect. Like I’m in heaven. Best day ever.”
Josh hummed in contentment, as he felt the same way. He put his head on Indy’s, resting his cheek against those soft curls. Noah and Connor were still dancing, their bodies closer than Josh would've expected. Many of the guests watched them with big smiles on their faces, though Miles and Brad were sneaking out, Josh noticed, probably for a quick release since it had been a few hours for Miles.
Aaron had slid off his chair and was sitting at Blake’s feet, Blake’s hand scratching his neck. Josh expected his brother to start licking Blake any second now. It was adorable, the way Aaron surrendered to Blake. Josh had caught him once in full puppy mode when he’d dropped by unannounced to drop off some clothes and supplies for Blake’s closet. The man still offered a safe place for victims of domestic abuse, and Josh was all too happy to contribute.
Aaron had been wearing a puppy mask…and nothing else. Well, unless you counted the butt plug with the cute tail he’d been sporting. Or the collar and leash, which had been pink with rhinestones. Josh had merely blinked, even if it had been a bit more than he’d expected to see of his younger brother. It was easy to see how much it meant to Aaron and Blake, so who was he to judge?
Besides, Josh himself had been standing there with his cock cage on and a fiery red ass under his jeans, still smarting something fierce from the paddling Connor had administrated the day before. Kinky fuckers, that’s what they were. All of them. And Josh couldn’t care less, could only be happy that he’d found his real family, his tribe.
The song ended and the next one started, an equally slow number. With the kind of people they’d invited to the wedding, they’d figured real dancing wasn’t gonna happen anyway, so they’d chosen slow songs perfect for romance and maybe a little making out.
As if reading his mind, Indy pulled his head low and pressed their lips together. Josh opened up for him, like he always did. He couldn’t explain how, but Indy had the key to his heart like no one else. Connor was his strong man, his fire, the fierce want that thundered through his veins every time Josh looked at him. But Indy? Indy was his center, his compass.
And so he kissed him, slowly and thoroughly, their tongues engaging in an age-old dance, their bodies pressed as close together as possible. All time ceased to exist, their surroundings fading away as they danced and kissed.
After two songs, Connor stepped in to dance with Josh while Indy switched to Noah.
“I apologize in advance,” Connor said with a hint of embarrassment. “You know I can’t dance for shit.”
“Like I care,” Josh said, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him so close a sheet of paper wouldn’t have fit between their bodies. “All I want for you to do is hold me.”
“I can do that,” Connor said, then put his cheek against Josh’s.
It was moments like this that Josh was reminded he was taller than Connor by an inch or so. He rarely felt it, because Connor’s build more than made up for it, but now he noticed it. Wasn’t it funny that even though he was taller, he felt smaller? It was fine with him. He’d long accepted his submissive nature, which was such a perfect match with Connor’s dominant side.
Connor’s hands lowered to his ass, and he pulled Josh even closer, bringing their hard cocks in close contact. “I can’t wait for tonight,” Josh whispered. “Fuck, I missed you.”
It was his own fault, for insisting they’d spend the day before the wedding apart. Boy, had he regretted that decision.
“I missed you, too, baby. Let’s never do that again.”
“Mmm,” Josh agreed.
“Was this day how you had dreamed it would be?” Connor asked.
Josh leaned back to check his expre
ssion, concerned for a second Connor was worried about something, but he saw nothing but love. He put his cheek back against Connor’s with a happy sigh.
“It was. I loved how relaxed it was, not so formal and stuffy.”
“That wouldn’t have fit us at all.”
“And baby,” he leaned back again, because he wanted to look Connor in the eyes when he said this. “Thank you for allowing Indy and me the first dance. That meant the world to us.”
Connor’s face broke open in a soft smile. “You’re welcome, baby. I love watching the two of you.”
Josh giggled. “You love watching in general,” he dared to joke.
Connor chuckled with him. “You know me so well. Thank you for accepting me the way I am,” he then said, sobering.
“Oh god, baby, that’s right back atcha. I love we can be ourselves with each other, and with the crazy friends we’ve surrounded ourselves with.”
“We’re lucky,” Connor said.
Josh nodded, then put his head back against Connor’s. “Yeah.”
It must have been maybe an hour later, after Josh had made out with Connor and Indy and had danced till the point where his feet started hurting, when Aaron came up to him. “We’re leaving,” he announced.
“You don’t have to,” Josh protested, but Aaron smiled.
“You guys need your privacy, and I’m too grateful for our relationship now to risk it by overstaying my welcome.”
He had a point, Josh had to admit. Out of consideration for Aaron and Blake, who were kinky in their own way but weren’t fans of either watching or engaging in public sex, they always toned things down when those two were present. Miles did the same, seeking more privacy when Aaron and Blake were around, as not to frustrate them. And Josh had to admit that things were heating up, though they’d kept themselves in check seeing as there were still guests present.
“You’re probably right,” Josh admitted with a smile.
Aaron reached out for a hug, and Josh’s heart warmed. They’d come far, he and his brother, melting the ice between them bit by bit. Being with Blake had done wonders for Aaron’s self-confidence, and Josh had come to see how troubled his brother had been. He hugged him tight, then kissed his head.