Warning....you have been warned. Hehe

I hope you enjoy this special edition to compliment The CEO Commands. I want to thank everyone who has read and reread The CEO Commands, there are spoilers in here for Dominated By the Tycoon as well. Please read this in private I am not held liable for sudden outbursts in public....lol

Commanding the CEO

Gavin…

 (Marcus' Private Island---------->)

I watched as Corey walked right past me barely managing to wave a greeting in my direction before wandering into the bedroom of our hotel suite and collapsed face first onto the bed fully dressed. He had just returned from a press conference held in his honor downstairs for his month long exhibit opening tonight at the Paris Museum of Modern Art here in the wonderful Paris, France. I knew better than to start in on him about his schedule when he was this exhausted. So I put down my trusty tablet and walked over to his bed. I stripped him of his immaculate dark blue pin striped suit and left him in his boxers and undershirt. I cut the lights off, gathered my tablet, and closed the door behind me as I exited the room.

 I sat down in the luxurious sitting area of the suite and with few taps of my finger I cancelled the remainder of his appointments for the rest of the day. I pulled up his appointments for the next few days when my reminder bar flashed a notice on the top of my iPad screen. Shit, Marcus and Corey’s tenth year anniversary is a week away. I went through my appointments and I noticed that Corey was going to be making appearances in Rome during his own wedding anniversary. I don’t think he even remembered it as busy as he has been. The both of them have been on opposite continents for the last few months.

 They have only Skyped and talked on the phone for hours late at night but that was the only contact they have had since Corey had released the latest of paintings, and Marcus had launched the adverts for the new male cologne and fashion line for the famed designer Jean Rene Gauthier. They have both been working way too hard. I studied Corey’s schedule to see how I could make it work to get them together for their anniversary. To be honest I could use some time off to see my man too. Ever since he had released Joe from his contract a few months ago to pursue the guy he was attracted to. I knew he was lonely by the amount of times he had flown transcontinental just to hold me. And I missed Damien just as much too, Skype was not enough sometimes.

 Then omigosh, the idea slapped me right in the middle of my forehead and I almost jumped up off the sofa and ran into the master bedroom to wake Corey up and tell him all about my idea. I knew he would be game for it. We have always talked about it but we never had a chance to actually do anything about it. But I refrained, my poor baby needed to sleep. Jet lag must be kicking his ass; I had told him to sleep on the connecting flight from London but he had been too busy texting his man.

 So instead, I checked my watch and maybe and just maybe I would be able to catch Bethany. Hopefully she would still be awake. I opened my Skype and checked to see if she was logged on, we all tended to keep ourselves logged on when we were home just in case we wanted to randomly contact anyone, for example like now. Her connection pinged and I prayed she was somewhere close enough to hear it. I waited a few minutes and then viola. Yes, she picked up. She looked a little disheveled and I wondered if she was already in bed or if her hubby was responsible for her appearance. I swear Micah must be popping pills or something, because his libido was never ending, not that Beth was any better. They were like ticking time bombs whenever they were in the same room.

 “Gavy baby, what’s up? You are looking good.” She greeted and I couldn’t help but smile. That girl was forever happy and bubbly; I can’t complain she is like the female version of me.

 “Hey Bee. I am doing fine. I just wanted to say hello, and I need you to do me a big favor.”  I said and watched her cornflower blue eyes widen with interest. I proceeded to tell her all about Marcus and Corey’s upcoming anniversary. I told her what I had in mind for them celebrate their special day.  I asked her opinions and she gave some great ideas and her input on the situation. I told her I would rearrange Corey’s schedule so that he can spend some quality time with his man. She agreed to do the same with Marcus’ schedule and she will alert Big Mike and the rest of the security team so that they can be on the alert and make their necessary arrangements. We decided to keep them in the dark as much as possible so that it would be a nice surprise for them both. My little romantic heart was all aflutter with the plans we were going to set in motion.

 We talked for a little longer then we disconnected the call, and I was more than excited for our plans to come together. The hard part was to get them where we needed them to be without realizing what was going on until they arrived. I would have to think on that part and try to come up with something. I began sending our apologies to some of the venues I was cancelling all together and promising a one of a kind interview to the ones I would reschedule. I finished up a little past eleven p.m. and I knew Damien was probably still awake so once I checked on Corey; I retired to my own bedroom. I switched from my iPad to my Macbook and rang his Skype. I was removing my tie and unbuttoning my shirt when I heard his deliciously deep baritone as he greeted me. I flew over to my computer and I almost fainted at the sight that met me on the screen.

 Damien was laying in the middle of our king sized bed butt naked and flat on his back. The computer must have been placed somewhere on the dresser or even on the end of the bed. I had a full frontal view of my sexy man as he slowly stroked the long length of that thick delectable shaft. I could even the pearlesque drop of precum quivering on the very tip of the purple mushroomed head and my mouth watered I wanted to taste him so badly.  I swallowed past the lump in my throat. “I miss you baby.” I said and took another forlorn look at the glorious sight in front of me.  

 “I miss you more sweetheart. Do you need me to fly out? I can leave in the next few hours if necessary.” He said and my heart melted at his thoughtful offer. I knew he would come with just a nod of my head. Not because I was his boyfriend, it was because he was my Dom as well and he would always give me whatever it was I wanted or needed. He would drop everything to make sure I was happy and I loved him to pieces for it. He did that for both Joe and I without any complaints at all.  And although he released Joe from his contract to pursue his own relationship with his new boyfriend, Damien would still do anything for him if Joseph was to but ask him.

 I reached out and ran a gentle finger over my screen where his gorgeous face was. “No baby, you don’t need to fly out, if all goes to plan I will be home or close to it in the next few days.” I said and Damien raised an inquiring eyebrow at me so I quickly explained the plan to him and he laughed and agreed with me. He said he will handle getting Marcus where he needed to be and not to worry. And once that conversation was out of the way his smoldering aqua eyes burned into my sky blue ones.

 “Strip, and do it slowly. Give me a show boy. I have missed that beautiful little body.” He ordered and I could feel the telltale tingles of his Domination shiver over my spine and the heat of words pool inside of my throbbing balls.

  I immediately stood up and smiled impishly at him as I loaded Beyonce’s “Partition” from my iTunes music file. He smiled even wider as I began my sensuous strip tease to the seductive song. I made sure to step back so that he could see everything as I slowly stripped completely naked for him. My member bobbed free as I dropped my form fitting black boxers to my ankles and kicked them away. My hips swiveled and I undulated from head to toe and I ran my hands down my naked torso enticing him to follow their path. He gave no more instructions and he let me do my thing as his fist pumped away on his rigid staff.

 I decided to kick it up a notch by taking the computer and securing it on the end of the bed. I made sure the connection to the internet before I reached into the nightstand for the lube I had placed there last night when we arrived on the suite and I gave myself a much needed release.  I used it to masturbate again in the morning when I woke up with another painful erection and desperately missing my man’s arms around my slender body. Damien’s throaty groan brought me back to matters at hand. I made a show of popping the cap and slicking my fingers. I laid back on a mountain of pillows and spread my legs wide.

 First, I wrapped a fist around my own rigid cock and I ran my tongue across my bottom lip wetting it and moaning like a porn star for my man to hear. My lubed fingers slid over my balls and the sensitive flesh behind them and inched towards my quivering hole.

 I heard Damien curse and his breath huffed out as I reached my destination and began to slowly rim myself. I moaned again and let my finger slide into my silky warmth. I began to pump my finger in and out of my tight entrance as I jacked my cock. I watched as Damien matched my rhythm and those lean hips thrust forward as he fucked his own hand. God, I could practically feel him pumping in and out of my body, and I threw my head back and moaned some more.

 “Yes, that’s it baby. I know you can feel me as if I was right there with you getting ready to push all of myself deep into your hot channel. You feel me baby, the heat coming off of my body, the smell of our arousals. I am right there beautiful as your tight ass grips my cock and suck it deep into your hot sweet channel. YESSSSS! Just like that baby…feels me like I feel you.” He growled and damn it, if that didn’t do it for me.

 My balls drew up and a wave of fire flashed through my blood; I groaned long and hard as my cum shot from the head of my turgid dick. My shaft pulsed and line after line of creamy fluid blasted from the sensitive head all over my chest and abdomen. My back had arched into a perfect C off the bed as the intensity of orgasm carried me straight into my subspace. My vision blurred and my chest heaved with the effort of trying to catch my breath. I heard Damien grunt and my hooded eyes snapped back to the computer screen just in time to see his luscious body jerk and twitch with his own release. He was a sight to behold but I had nothing left after such an intense orgasm.

 I watched mesmerized as we both came back to our senses and just stared at each other. After all these years together words weren’t really needed between us. It was moments like this I missed him the most, the gentle and loving aftercare he would provide before securing me against his body for the remainder of the night. This man was my everything and he owned every part of me. My mind, my heart, and even my very soul. I was his and he would forever be mine. I dragged the screen closer to me and I whispered. “I love you.”

 He gave me one of his heart stopping smiles. The real one that he reserved only for me and replied that he loved me too, more and more with each passing day. We just stared at each other for a little longer before he told me to clean up and go to sleep. I blew him a kiss before I reluctantly disconnected the call. I heaved off the bed and grabbed a quick shower. After settling back under the covers I thought about everything and anything to keep my mind away from thoughts of missing my man and becoming melancholy about it. I had a lot to do tomorrow in order to get Corey into his man’s arms by the end of next week.

Marcus…

I was flipping through my schedule trying to figure out where half of my scheduled meetings for next two weeks had disappeared to, and when I asked Bethany about it she rattled off something about people canceling and wanting to reschedule for some reason or the other before flittering off to which ever task she had that carried her out of the office. I found her behavior really strange but I let it go, she was an excellent PA and she is family after all. Her right along with Micah, Damien, Gavin, Joseph, Paulie, Gino, and my ever precious husband. And speaking of husband, I realized that we had an anniversary coming up. Maybe that’s why Beth cleared my schedule, the clever girl. When she got back from her lunch I would need to talk to her about doing something special for my baby.

 I rubbed my palm over my aching heart. I knew we both had obligations to our careers, but it has been way too long since we have laid eyes on each other and that shit was going to have to stop. We were not getting any younger and like saying goes, you only live once. I refuse to let our lives pass us by and we barely spend any of it together. Something was going to have to give. With that thought in my head I picked up the phone and checked the time. They would be up and around by now, so I dialed Gavin’s cell phone. It rang twice before his little bubbly voice answered me.

 “Hello Master Marcus.” He chirped and I could just imagine him literally bouncing in place. No one in their right mind could ever resist that sweet boy.

 “Hey there Gavin, How are you today?” I politely asked him as he went off into a tangent about being frozen to the bone, about missing the hustle and bustle of New York and missing Damien. And my heart went to him. He sounded so dejected that my resolution of putting all of this separation to end, the thought became even more firm in my mind. As Corey’s PA, Gavin was away from Damien just as much as my husband was away from me. Corey and I were going to have to have a serious talk when he returned to the States.

 I knew Joseph didn’t renew his contract with Damien because after a while in their relationship he felt like he was the third wheel and that he would never be able to compete with Gavin for Damien’s devotion. No matter how Damien and Gavin had both reassured him and treated him as an equal partner. Joe felt that Damien would never be able to love him as much as he worshipped Gavin and in a way I agreed with him. From the moment Damien had laid his eyes on pretty little Gavin, even when he was underage and battered and bruised fresh off the bus from the boonies. Gavin caught and held his entire attention up to this very day. Damien was happy to have Joseph in their lives, but Joseph grew and evolved into his own relationship where he came first to his boyfriend and Damien didn't begrudge him that at all. Neither did Gavin, but now I hear the worry in the little ones voice and I wondered if I needed to fly to Paris and bring them home.

 I just reassured Gavin instead and asked the whereabouts of my talented and busy husband. He informed me that he was currently in a photo shoot in the gallery with the head curator and the owners of the gallery. I instructed him to have Corey call me at his earliest convenience. Disappointed and frustrated as hell, I hung up the phone only to pick it back up and call Damien. He would surely understand my disgruntled mood right now. I just hoped that he was free, he picked up after the third ring and I invited him for a late lunch. I waited until Bethany came back from hers before advising her to cancel my appointments for the rest of the day and that she could reach me on my cell phone if she needed me.

 As I set foot on my private elevator my mind flashed back to the time I pinned my sweet boy against these very walls and tasted the sweetness of his skin. I had to close my eyes and breathe deeply as the memories of his needy innocence almost drove me to fuck him senseless right here in the lift. I recalled taking him into the privacy of my office and sucking him off as I spewed cum all over the front of my designer desk. I swear only he is the only one able to draw out that primitive side of me. The elevator dinged and brought me back to reality. I stepped out into the lobby and made a beeline for the front door. I didn’t want to be waylaid for any reason and Thomas, God bless him made sure I had a clear path to the front doors and the minute I set foot outside. Daryl had the door to my car open for me to glide inside to cool interior of the waiting vehicle.

 I informed him to take me to the club. The Dungeon had become a raving success after James’ fiasco and all the publicity it received; at least those paparazzi vultures were good for something. We even opened the doors for lunch now due to popular demand from our members. Public shows weren’t played until later in the night but we served lunch and made the private rooms available for those who desired to play in the middle of the day or on their lunch break.

  Daryl navigated us through the mid afternoon traffic with ease. It took no time at all to get to the club. Soon he held the door open for me and I stepped out into the afternoon sunshine and looked up at the front entrance of the club and felt the familiar twinge of pride whenever I looked at the place my best friends and I created to provide a safe venue for other like minded people in the lifestyle to practice and play in a clean and safe environment.

 I nodded my greeting at the security detail at the door and went straight upstairs to our private dining area. Damien was already seated at one of the tables with a menu in front of his face. We greeted each other with a one arm hug before settling into our seats. We made our choices and gave our orders to our awaiting server and dismissed the pretty little boy.

 "So how are you these days?" I asked my long time friend, my brother really. Even though my real blood related brother, James was currently rotting away in prison after being found guilty on multiple charges of fraud and embezzlement amongst a whole laundry list of other crimes he committed across the country.

 "I am fine really, just missing Gavin some days more than others." He confessed and I found that a great opening to run my idea about flying to Paris and also asking his opinion on what would be a great anniversary surprise for Corey. I found myself rambling off the ideas that popped into my head before I noticed Damien laughing at me like a loon and waving his hands around to get my attention

 "What?” I asked him totally perturbed that he stopped my brain storming. He went on to explain that there were already plans in place for my anniversary and before I could even open my mouth to ask him anything about it he firmly stated that he was sworn to secrecy. Damien did share with me that it involved a flight somewhere so I should just shut up, sit down, and go with the flow.

 So I took his advice and just sat back and sipped the tropical concoction that came up from the bar. Soon a chair next to Damien and another next to me were being filled by Paulie and Micah.

 I nodded at Micah and I greeted Paulie by welcoming him back and giving him my condolences on the passing of his uncle. He had flown halfway across the continent a few years ago to help his ailing uncle and his failing painting business because of his decline in health when the man was injured falling from a ladder. Paulie was determined to help his beloved relative, but had been reluctant to be separated from his boy. Gino solved that problem by announcing that he wanted to accompany his man to help out wherever and however he could.

  So the both of them packed up happy as larks and moved away to help out Paulie’s relative they had spent numerous years building back up the business and caring for the ailing man, which was until his recent demise and the following sale of the business. Now they were home for good. And Gavin was over the moon that his friend has returned, but Paulie and Gino had yet to meet Corey in person.

 I could say that patience wasn’t something I was known for and I was dying to know what plans were in place for my anniversary, but I knew with Damien and I knew better not even try to get anything out of him  because he was as stubborn maybe even more stubborn than I was. I knew Bethany must be in on it because I can’t make a move with that woman knowing about it in minute detail. So I huffed out a frustrated breath and sat back and enjoyed my time with my dearest friends, my brothers.

 The more we talked about the business and how we have all evolved over the years in our private lives was the more I missed my husband. He was my reason for living. My brother’s chatter floated over my head as I reminisced on mine and Corey’s time together so far and I wondered how we went from being inseparable and fucking like bunnies on a daily basis, to seeing each other once every few weeks.  We went from playing here at the club and at home with some spine tingling hot as hell sessions of raw carnal sex, to having tired goodnight pecks in the dark like an elderly couple.

 Well fuck this shit, I whipped out my cell phone and I pressed the necessary speed dial button. I barked out my orders in front of my stunned friends. When I finished I sent off a text for Daryl to meet me out front right away. I had to swing by the office for what I needed and then I will be on my way. Nothing is worth this feeling of disconnection and nothingness I have been carrying around and ignoring for the longest time now. I am going to relight the fire in my relationship. I gave Damien a pointed look as I dropped the phone back into my pocket. He knew what I was asking even though I haven’t uttered a word.

 I watched those aqua eyes of his glitter with comradery and anticipation. He shot off for the office calling behind him that he will meet me in the car. Paulie and Micah just shook their heads and wished us luck. I thanked them before making my way outside. I didn’t need luck but I appreciated the sentiment. I was going to get my man, I needed him and I refused to spend another night alone. If I had to cut back at work or he had to take a break from painting, we needed to work something out that we can both agree to. My fingers were tapping impatiently against my knee waiting for Damien when he finally slid into the car and Daryl quietly closed the door and took his seat behind the wheel. He pulled out into the late evening traffic and promptly informed me that my travel arrangements where going along as I wanted and my jet should be fueled, cleared, and ready by the time we arrived at the airport.

 Sitting back I checked my watch and sat back and relaxed. I looked over at Damien’s stoic profile as he gazed out of the tinted windows of the car under the guise of watching the sights of the city as we passed them. I could still feel the anticipation and the excitement of going to get his lover and boy radiating off of him. And I thought crept into my mind but I didn’t want to interfere with their relationship. I would wait until I righted things with my own husband before delving into my best friend's love life.

Corey…

In all honesty as I smiled for the cameras and listened to everyone tell me how magnificent and how talented I was, the only thing I wanted was to go home and have Marcus tie me to something and make me feel every square inch of his body as he skillfully dominated mine. I knew exactly how blessed I was to have the opportunity to do something I absolutely adored and have people all over the world enjoy the fruits of my efforts when it came to my art. I thanked God everyday for my many blessings, but I have had to sacrifice so many things on my road to discovery, and lately the sacrifice of my time with my husband was turning into too great of a price for me to pay.

 The nightly calls and the video chats were turning me inside out. A need inside of me was growing day by day for my man, my husband, the love of my life. I think that I am more than ready to put all these appearances on the back burner and spend my time at my husband’s side. I couldn’t tell the last time that we shared the same bed, or a phone call that was not directed through Gavin or Bethany. The toll of this separation was not only affecting me but Gavin as well, since he was my right and most times my left hand too. Sometimes late in the night when I woke up yet in another cold hotel room by myself, I would get up and hear Gavin talking to Damien and the tone of the conversation always pulled on my heart strings.

 And Damien, bless his heart; had flown out to multiple venues even if it was just for a few hours to spend with his boyfriend. I had forbidden Marcus from doing the same because it would kill me to say goodbye to him more than once in a trip. Marcus had always argued something was better than nothing but he had respected my wishes and as always; given me whatever it was that I wanted. Well it was more than time that I do the same for him.

 Another flash of the cameras brought me out of my thoughts and I held up my hand to the press indicating no more photos. This was it, I was done. I would come up with a suitable excuse even if I had to lie to get out of my remaining appearances. I want to go home and as soon as I got back to my suite I was going to call Marcus to make it happen.

 Gavin stepped up and began thanking everyone in perfect French and I could just stand back and smile. Everyone upon first meeting him thought he was a flaky twink, but Gavin was as intelligent as they came. He taught himself four different languages, held an MBA in business management, and he solely micro managed my career as well as Damien’s multiple business ventures. I quickly but as politely as I could, I made my escape back to our room. I walked straight through to the bedroom and picked up my cell phone and dialed my husband, but the call went straight through to his voice mail. It should be the end of his business day seeing it was almost midnight here by the time we finished with the opening of my art exhibit, the dinner, and the photo shoot afterwards.

 I hung up the phone and called the office but got the company switchboard and I groaned and threw the offending device onto the bed and stomped off to the bathroom, fighting with the tiny buttons of my crisp dress shirt the entire way into the tiled splendor of the washroom. Tears of frustration, bitter tears of the overwhelming need and helplessness for my husband gathered and burned in my eyes and they threatened to choke me and in a rightful fit, I just grabbed two handfuls of the silky fabric and just ripped it open sending those same damning buttons flying in all directions. They pinged off the tiles before settling wherever they landed.

 “Damn beautiful, what has that poor shirt ever done to you?” The deep baritone washed over my disbelieving ears and I spun around in complete shock only to stare slack jawed at one person I was wishing most dearly for, who was now standing right here in the entrance of the bathroom in my hotel suite.

 I blinked a few times to make sure that my watery eyes weren’t deceiving me, and my husband in all his immaculate perfection took one look at my distraught features and opened his arms wide. And with a cry to sheer joy, I launched myself right into his arms and climbed his big muscular body like a tree, buried my face in his neck, and cried like a baby. Marcus cradled me against his strong chest and carried me back into the bathroom. I just clung to him like he would disappear if I let him go. He had to turn on the water in the shower with me holding into him for dear life sniffling like a drama queen, but I didn’t care. He was here, and he was real. It was like he heard my heart that was silently calling out for him and he answered it.

 My husband finally managed to untangle me from his body and he took my tear stained face in his hands and gave me the sweetest kiss that I could ever imagine. My heart fluttered and my cock woke up and took notice. I whimpered and pushed my body further into his needing his warmth like I needed to breathe. The sweet kiss quickly turned feral as my long neglected libido took over and ruled my actions. I found myself pushing him up against the wall and practically shredding his expensive suit from his body. I didn’t care where the items of clothing landed when I discarded them. I needed to feel him; I needed to rub my skin all over his glorious body. I wanted his scent on every inch of mine. I wanted him to ravish me. And from his frantic movements in tearing away my clothes and his teeth gnashing against mine as he conquered my mouth, he was feeling the same all consuming need.

 And oh God, we were finally naked and I was grinding my dripping cock into his rock hard length like a whore just begging to be fucked, I wanted it the worst way. I wanted him to take me, to pound me through the fucking wall. I broke away and panted for some much needed air. His silver orbs fairly burned with unbridled lust and his swollen red lips just begged for me to lean in and taste them again, but he dragged me into the shower stall and swung me around and slammed me up against the wall. “Fuck yeah.” I panted and stuck my ass out towards him in a clear invitation to do whatever he wanted to it. I cried out as he brought down both of his huge palms flat against my clenched butt cheeks causing them to sting and then get warm and my cock pulsed and precum dripped onto the tile at my feet.

 Marcus pinned me against the wall, his much larger body pressed flush against mine and he thrust his hips and his cock rubbed into the crease of my ass. My knees wobbled and I moaned as the wet blunt tip coasted over my quivering entrance.

 “I want to fuck you until we are both raw.” Marcus growled into my ear then bit me hard enough on my shoulder to make it sting and I whimpered yet again and thrust my ass out some more. “Mmm…Baby, I can see you want it too, but how much do you want it love?” He teased and pulled away slightly and I released a cry of protest and my hands shot out and my fingers dug into the muscles of his ripped thighs as I tried desperately to keep him close as possible to me.

 “Please, please…” I managed to beg and rotated my butt over his groin pleading with him to take me.

 Marcus hissed and bucked his hips giving me that thick sweet cock as it slid up the crack of my ass. “You beg so sweetly pet, but I want to taste you before I fuck you.” He said then promptly dropped to his knees behind me as the warm water sluiced over our bodies. He used his wide shoulders to wedge himself in between my thighs making me spread myself wide for him and I couldn’t contain the scream of pure pleasure as his spread my cheeks and dived face first into my ass. His hot tongue found my hole head on and he licked it into submission before working the tip into the ring of muscles and fucked me with his tongue. With every swipe of that slippery muscle I could feel my balls draw up into my body and my thighs trembled. My release was right there and he coaxed it little by little until he just stabbed his way into my entrance and wiggled his tongue and I lost it.

 My orgasm hit me like a freight train and Marcus showed me no mercy as he quickly shot to his feet. He used the body wash as lube and his finger plunged deep into my hole hitting my prostate spot on and I hollered as another wave of bliss flashed over every nerve ending in my body.  The next thing I knew was that I was bent all the way over the lip of the tub and my husband was balls deep in my ass. He was pounding me so hard and so fast I thought that he must be inhuman to be moving like that, but I wasn’t complaining. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to move come morning but who cares. I was getting exactly what I wanted and how I wanted it.

 I spread my legs a little wider and grabbed the edge of the tub and began to counter his pummeling hips. For every one of his thrusts forward; I rammed my ass back onto the huge cock burying itself over and over again into my spasming channel.

 “Yeah, that’s it baby, fuck this dick, it yours take; own it, just like that.” Marcus gasped as his movements became choppy. He leaned over me and wrapped his fingers around my oversensitive shaft and gave me a few good pulls. I threw my head back and groaned as I shot off yet again as my cum splattered on the tile at my feet. My release was so intense it was almost painful and my vision whited out and I was almost knocked off balance as Marcus gave one final mighty shove of that long fat cock, pushing it deep into my body and barked out his release as his hot semen filled my clenching channel.

 And thank God that my man was strong, because everything in me went limp as I floated on a high incomparable to anything else. I was vaguely aware of him propping me against the cool tile as he washed me from head to toe, and then quickly washed himself. I was wrapped in a fluffy warm towel and carried to bed. The last thing I remembered was the tender kiss on my forehead and the softly whispered words of, “I love you.” Before I gave in to utter contented oblivion wrapped in the loving arms of my husband, where I belonged.

Gavin…

Days later, we all found ourselves on the sandy beaches of Marcus’ private island in the Bahamas. We were in the same exact spot at the same exact time Marcus and Corey had exchanged their vows ten years ago and became husband and husband. Even with the impromptu trip where Damien and Marcus came to Paris to drag us back to the States, Bethany and I were still able to go ahead with the arrangements to get them here where their life began as a happily married couple. And the day went off without a hitch.

 We all watched as they renewed their vows under the tropical sun, it was Damien and I, Micah, Bethany, Paulie, Gino, and Joe and his boyfriend Big Mike, along with his security crew were lurking along the edges protecting everyone as usual, and Daryl and Elise were inside busy laying out a spread of food fit for a King. We partied late into the night and we bantered back and forth and teased the happy couple reminiscing on their love affair over the years.

  I was beyond happy and overjoyed that everything worked out. Corey and Marcus agreed that Corey would cut back some and spend most of his time at home, and Marcus agreed to delegate more of his responsibilities to his more than qualified team in order to spend more quality time with Corey. Therefore, I can spend more time with Damien too. It wasn’t until we were all swaying to the lovely romantic music piping out onto the twinkling patio that Damien eased away from me and stared into my eyes. Those lovely aquamarine orbs fairly shimmered as they studied my face. Marcus clapped his hands and immediately the music stopped and everyone’s eyes were now trained on us.

 My stomach fluttered and my heart almost skidded to a stop as Damien dropped to one knee in front of me and like a girl I immediately burst into tears as he took my much smaller hand into his larger one. Gino sidled up to me and stuck a tissue in my hand before skittering off again to his man’s side.

 “Gavin, it’s been over twelve years since you have come into my life. Twelve years ago you brought your joy, your strength, you heart, and your love of life into my world and changed me forever. I became yours the day you turned those beautiful blue eyes on me and I have never regretted making you mine. You and Joseph together made me the happiest man in this world and when Joseph needed to spread his wings and fly, your strength helped me sustain and your love kept me constant and strong. Gavin Martin, you are the reason I live and breathe and I love more than anyone could ever love another person. Will you do me the extreme honor of becoming my husband?” He asked and he reached into his pocket and opened a little blue tiffany box and placed the most exquisite diamond ring I have ever seen on my finger.

 Oh my Gawd, everyone seemed to be holding their breath waiting for me to say something and my mouth just opened and closed like a was a gaping fish. Finally a drew a deep breath and screamed. “YES.” in the top of my lungs before tackling my future husband like I was on the defensive line for the New York Giants. I heard the cheering and the clapping along with the well wishes from our family as I dotted his handsome face with kisses.

 Corey came over and hauled me to my feet and planted one right on my lips and everyone laughed but I almost started crying again when he whispered. “That was the best anniversary present ever.” And hugged me close. We stood there and just basked in the love that surrounded us. Joseph was overjoyed and he wished us well and demanded to be in the wedding party when we tied the knot and I couldn’t help but to give him a great big hug.  Then Corey and Marcus held each other just as a great big boom crashed through the night and fireworks lit the sky over and over again with a magical display of color and splendor and husband and husband celebrated ten years of wedded bliss. It was perfect.

The End