Chapter
Ninety Six – Greg and Cory’s Wedding
The week
before classes started Rick and I made our way over to the music department to
meet with Dr. Bigelow. I had to get his
sign off to get into the classes I wanted.
We found his office and knocked on his office door. I was nervous about meeting with him. Rick too my hand and squeezed it. I looked over at him in surprise because we
had just talked about keeping a low profile and here he was holding my hand our
first day back on campus!
Rick grinned as he met my gaze. “I know, I know! I'm the one who
admonished you not to be overly affectionate in public but we aren’t on the
street and I know you need my support right now.” He leaned over and gave me a quick kiss.
Just as
Rick kissed me, the door came open and we were standing face to face with Dr.
Bigelow. Dr. Bigelow smiled and said,
“I’m sorry if I am interrupting you. I
thought I heard a knock on my door.”
I blushed a
deep red and tried to speak but Dr. Bigelow held up his hand to forestall any
comments, “Please don’t be embarrassed.
I'm happy to know you two feel comfortable letting people know you're a couple. Please come and take a
seat.”
He backed
out of the doorway to let us come inside.
He closed the door behind us then walked over to his desk. He stood and looked at us for a moment waiting
for us to speak. I felt uncomfortable
as he seemed to being giving us the once over.
I was even more surprised to see his pants start to tent as he stood
there watching us. I looked up from his
obvious hard on and met his eyes. He
grinned, “Yes, I'm gay and I think you two are very good looking.” He adjusted himself and sat down on the edge
of his desk, his package on prominent display directly in front of my
face. He grinned and winked at me. “I
would like to know more about you.”
I smiled
and introduced us, “I'm Glenn Nielsen and this is my life partner, Rick
Lernier.”
Dr. Bigelow
said, “Yes, I thought I remembered you from the music festival. You're the one Dr. Nohr mentioned would be
an excellent addition to our music program.
Why don’t you tell me a little about yourself? Things like where you are from and what
your musical background is.”
“I'm from
Swift Current, Saskatchewan. I've
been playing the violin and the piano since I was about two years old. My mother taught me to play both
instruments. My mother’s family is from
Georgia so when I was looking into which college to attend, I visited Georgia
Tech with my cousin. I attended Georgia
Tech for my freshman year. I started in
the mechanical engineering department because I wanted to be in the same
classes with Rick,” I said.
Dr. Bigelow
looked over at Rick, who still held my hand, and asked, “Are you still studying
mechanical engineering?”
Rick
replied, “Yes, I am. I had to take a
year off from school since I was called to active duty for 12 months.” Dr. Bigelow’s eyebrows went up and his mouth
dropped open in surprise. Rick smiled and said,
“I'm in the Marine Corps.”
Dr. Bigelow
asked, “Aren’t you afraid to be so open about being gay?”
“Yes, I am
but Glenn was so nervous about talking to you I couldn’t resist trying to
comfort him,” Rick replied, looking over at me with a big grin.
“You don't
have to worry about me calling the Marine Corps about you being gay,” Dr.
Bigelow. “I have a great deal of
respect and admiration for you and every other gay military man who is serving
his country despite the Don’t Ask Don’t Tell policy. It needs to be repealed soon!” He looked back at me and continued, “Glenn,
you don’t need to be nervous around me.
First, I'm gay and proud of it.
In fact, I was hoping we could become friends.” When he said this, he was looking directly
at me as he licked his lips. His look caused things to stir
down below. I looked over at Rick who
squeezed me hand.
“If you
were a freshman here at Georgia Tech, why are you a transfer student from the
University of Minnesota?” Dr. Bigelow asked, giving me a curious look.
“When Rick
went on active duty, I decided to attend school with my cousin, Ben, at the
University of Minnesota-Twin Cities,” I replied.
“Was there
any particular reason? I mean, were you
having difficulty academically?” Dr. Bigelow asked, his eyes narrowing with
suspicion.
“No, my
grades were good but I didn’t want to be alone here,” I said. I glanced over at Rick. “I love Rick so much I was having difficulty
letting him go. Going to school with my
cousin, Ben, helped me make it through the 12 months of separation from him.”
“How long
have you two been a couple?” Dr. Bigelow asked.
Rick
answered, “It’s been a little over two years now. I was a year ahead of Glenn but after being
off a year, we're both juniors.”
“That means
you will get to graduate together,” Dr. Bigelow noted with a smile.
“Yes, we
are very excited about that,” Rick said.
“I was afraid I would find a job out of state and we would have to
live apart for a year while Glenn finished school.”
“Well, it
looks like the military did you favor by calling you up to active duty for a
year,” Dr. Bigelow said with approval.
Rick nodded
his head and said, “It did in that sense but it was the hardest year of my life
in many ways.”
Dr.
Bigelow’s eyes focused on Rick’s handsome face. He noted the military haircut and the
well-muscled body. His thought to
himself, “I would love to get these two into a three way relationship with
me.” He smiled at the thought.
Rick had
noticed the change in Dr. Bigelow’s expression and wondered what exactly the
guy was thinking. He thought he saw a
look of raw lust cross Dr. Bigelow’s face before he replaced it with a smile.
Dr. Bigelow
returned his attention to me and said, “As for letting you into our music
program, I'm very happy to sign your paperwork. You don’t need to audition since I already witnessed one of the best performances I have ever seen a few weeks ago. You did a fine job.”
I smiled
and said, “Thank you for your compliment, Dr. Bigelow.”
Dr. Bigelow
frowned and said, “Please call me Maury.
When we're in class, it will have to be Dr. Bigelow but not here in my
office.”
“Okay,
Maury. I love the piano but I also love
playing the violin,” I said.
Dr. Bigelow
smiled and said, “I know. You told me a
few minutes ago you play both instruments. I would like you to start working on the
Beethoven violin concerto for our fall concert.”
“Are you
sure you want me to play the violin solo?” I asked.
“Yes, I
do. We have many fine musicians here
and many of them could play the solo part; however, I want to see how well you
do since I haven’t had the opportunity to hear you play the violin,” Dr.
Bigelow said.
“If you
have an instrument here I could borrow, I could play for you right now,” I
replied, eager to demonstrate my skills on the violin.
Dr. Bigelow
walked over to the far side of his office and retrieved a violin from its
case. He returned and handed the
instrument to me. “Okay, play for me.”
I looked at
Rick who smiled encouragingly at me. I
asked, “Rick, what should I play for him?”
Rick
replied, “I like the one you have been practicing lately. The one Grandpa had you play for him.”
I smiled, “TheTchaikovksy
concerto, then.” I started playing the
first movement.
Dr. Bigelow
watched me very carefully. I almost
felt like a bug under a microscope. He
was making me extremely nervous! After
about four or five minutes, he stopped me and said, “Good. Now I want you to sight read something for
me.” He walked over to a cabinet and
pulled out some music. He handed it to
me and asked, “Have you played this piece before?”
I read the
title out loud, “Sibelius Violin Concerto.
No, I haven’t.”
Dr. Bigelow
said, “Good. Go ahead and play the
first movement for me.”
Again, I
got about four or five minutes into the piece and he stopped me, “I want to
hear you play the Beethoven violin concerto.”
He handed me the music then sat down to listen.
I briefly looked over the music before placing it on the music stand. I had heard my mother play this one many times
but I had never learned to play it myself.
I had attempted to play it when I was in elementary school and my mother
had told me I wasn’t ready for it, yet, and had redirected my attention to
other pieces that were within my reach at that time. I plucked the strings to make sure they were
still in tune. I lifted the instrument
and placed it under my chin then I put my bow on the strings and started
playing. This time, Dr. Bigelow didn’t
interrupt me. He let me play the entire
first movement. At the end, he
applauded my performance. “I think that
will be a good piece for you to work on as I said earlier.”
Rick
smiled and congratulated me, “You did very well, Glenn.”
“Rick is correct. You did very well for sight reading. However, I expect you to perfect your
performance by the time of the concert.
I look forward to seeing you in my classes next week,” Dr. Bigelow said
with a smile. “Please feel free to talk
to me anytime.”
It was
obvious to us the interview was over so we bid him farewell and left his
office. Rick put his arm around my
shoulders, “You were fantastic, Glenn.”
I smiled
and turned my head to give him a kiss. We
walked down the hall and out the doors before I said, “He was really weird,
Rick. I got the feeling he was really
lusting after us. At one point, I
thought he was going to ask us to have a three way with him there in the
office!”
Rick
laughed. “I think he would have if he thought he could have gotten away with
it!”
“I think I
will need to keep a close watch on Dr. Bigelow,” I said.
After
leaving the music department, we touched bases with a couple of Rick’s
professors. We then stopped by the
campus bookstore. We dropped some major
cash in there! As we drove home, I
looked at Rick and said, “Why is it we always spend a small fortune at the
campus bookstore?”
Rick
laughed and said, “Someone has to help the professors make money!”
“You are so
right! Dr. Bigelow’s textbook set me
back nearly $100. I looked for used
ones and found out he changes the textbook every semester so no one will
buy your used book,” I said in disgust.
“I wonder
why Dr. Bigelow doesn’t put his book on-line.
It would make it so much easier to update and you wouldn’t have to haul
that heavy book around,” Rick said.
“You would
think a technology school like Georgia Tech would require all of their
professors to use the latest technology,” I said.
Rick pulled
into our parking lot after passing the guard's shack. We got out and took our load of books
upstairs to our condo.
As we were
opening our door, Keith and Kerry came up to us. Keith smiled and said, “We were wondering if
you two could watch Egan while we run over to campus?”
I smiled
and replied, “We would be delighted to watch the little guy.”
Keith
brought in the portable playpen he had brought with him and set it up in our
front room while Kerry handed me the baby and the diaper bag. Kerry had already given me and Rick a few
quick lessons on how to change a baby’s diaper. She smiled and said, “Thank you so much for
babysitting for us.”
She gave me
and Rick a quick kiss and a hug before she left with Keith. I turned to Rick and said, “I love watching
this little one.”
“I know you
do,” Rick said with a smile.
Egan was
wide awake and looking around. I walked
into the front room and took a seat in the rocking chair. I was fascinated by the little tyke. He seemed equally fascinated with me. Rick followed me into the front room but he
stood across the room from me. He was
holding a camera in his hands. “Smile,”
Rick commanded. I smiled and he snapped
a photo of me holding Egan.
*** **
The morning
sun was shining in the window when Greg heard Zach and Todd in the
hallway. Greg and Cory had arrived at
the house the night before and were shown to their room by a very excited group
of guys. The memory of their warm
welcome caused him to smile. The two
youngest, Robbie and Adam, were seniors in high school. He had been surprised to find out that their
parents let them live away from home.
It surprised him even more to know they were a couple. Having the younger guys living there gave
Greg an even greater sense of belonging.
Not that the older guys weren’t friendly and all but having someone
younger helped him feel like he really belonged to a family - a huge family of
brothers.
His
thoughts were interrupted by a disturbance in the hallway which caused Greg to
gently disengage himself from his lover.
He got up and padded across the floor to the door. He opened it a crack to see what was
happening. His eyes went wide with
surprise as he saw eight totally naked guys in the hallway. He opened the door and stepped out into the
hallway. He stood there trying to take
it all in.
Finally,
Zach pointed at him and said, “Get him!”
Before he
could react, they were on him. They
picked him up and carried him into the shower at the end of the hall. They put him down and turned on the shower. Fortunately, the shower was huge with four
shower heads at regular level and four at waist level. It had a bench with a couple of hand-held
shower heads nearby. Greg finally
asked, “What are you guys doing?”
Zach
laughed, “We're taking a shower with you!”
They
proceeded to wash Greg and each other.
Cory walked in a few minutes later.
He looked at them in surprise and then asked, “May I join you guys?”
Grinning, Todd said,
“Come on in.”
Cory
entered the shower and stood next to Greg who wrapped his arms around him and
kissed him on the mouth. “Relax, Cory,
and let the guys take over.” Greg was
grinning from ear to ear.
The guys
did just that! By the end of the
shower, it was determined that Zach had won the cum shooting contest since he
had shot the farthest. Cory was totally
mesmerized by all the naked male flesh in the shower with him. He said, “Where were you guys when I needed
fantasy material?”
Mark
laughed, “We've been here all along.
It’s just you finally showed up to join the party.”
Greg asked, “Are
you guys this crazy all the time or is this something you only do when new guys
move in?”
Brian said,
“We're like this all the time, Greg.”
Justin
seconded his statement, “It’s true, Greg and Cory.”
Brandon put
his arm around Cory. “You don’t have to worry about anything, Cory. You and Greg will fit in just fine now we've introduced you to the shower!
Are we making you guys uncomfortable?”
Greg said with a big grin, “Hell no!”
Brandon
looked at Cory who blushed as he said, “No, I wasn’t uncomfortable. I'm still trying to process the fact I
have so many handsome guys in the shower with me right now.”
Greg said,
“What he is trying to say is he loved every minute of it!”
Cory
laughed and said, “Yes, I love it. Can we shower
together, again, later today?”
The guys all laughed. Zach said, “Yes, if that is what you want to
do, Cory.”
The guys dried each other off and then paraded down the hall to their rooms to get dressed for the day. Cory and Greg stood arm in arm at the door of their room and watched the guys go by them.
Greg pulled
Cory back into their room and closed the door.
He pushed Cory onto the bed and then kissed him. “Cory, I need to fuck you right now. Thinking about all those guys in the shower
with us has really got me horny!”
Cory smiled
up at Greg and said, “I'm feeling the same way. I'm ready when you are.”
*** ****
When Greg
and Cory came downstairs to the kitchen, they found Zach and Todd waiting for
them. “We fixed breakfast for you
guys,” Todd said as he put their plates on the table in front of them.
Greg smiled
and said, “Thanks, Todd.”
“I am so
glad we decided to come here for school,” Cory said. “We particularly enjoyed the shower this
morning!”
Zach said,
“We wanted to make sure you both feel comfortable being around us. We may be married but that doesn’t mean we
can’t have fun.”
Greg said,
“I'm glad to see marriage hasn’t cramped your style.”
“It’s never
been a problem for us, Greg,” Todd said.
“In fact, it has done the opposite.
We are closer now than we ever have been in the past.”
Zach said,
“Getting married to Todd was the best thing I ever did.”
“Why do you
say that?” Cory asked.
“Todd
brings stability and saneness to my life.
I would be totally lost without him,” Zach said. “Being married has added a degree of happiness
and contentment to my life I never even dreamed existed.”
Cory
frowned and asked, “If that is the case, why do people oppose gay marriage so much? It would seem they would want to
encourage gays to get married.”
Zach said,
“There is a lot of fear that has been injected into the equation by people who
hate us. Any reasonable person would
want society to be strengthened by encouraging marriage no matter who was
getting married. However, our opponents
use fear to control the unthinking masses.
People mindlessly follow them like lemmings.”
Greg said,
“We want to get married as soon as possible.”
Todd said,
“It’s about a six hour drive from here to Thunder Bay, Ontario, where you can
get married.”
Greg looked
at Cory and said, “Let’s drive up today so we can get married tomorrow.”
Cory
grinned, “I'm with you all the way, Greg!”
Todd looked
at Zach. “Do you want to go up with them?”
“Why not?”
Zach asked in return.
“Okay, it
looks like we are driving up with you.
Let me ask the rest of the guys if they want to go,” Todd said.
He went
into the recreation room. He soon
returned with a big smile on his face, “Everyone is up for the drive. Let’s get our stuff packed and get on the
road.”
Greg and
Cory went back upstairs and packed an overnight bag with the clothes they
needed. Grandpa had taken them to get
new suits before they left Georgia.
They were grateful to him for his generosity. While Cory finished packing his things, Greg
pulled out his cell phone and called Grandpa.
Grandpa
picked up on the first ring. He said,
“Hello, Greg.”
“Hi,
Grandpa,” Greg said. “We wanted you to
know we're going to get married tomorrow.”
“Congratulations,
Greg. I'm glad you decided to go ahead
and do it now instead of waiting,” Grandpa said. “As soon as you're married, we can start
the paperwork to have your names changed.”
“You were
right to tell us to wait until after we were married because we want to have
our last names to be the same. I want
to change my name to Greg Stanton Scarborough and Cory wants his to be Cory
Stanton Scarborough. We will drop our
middle names in favor of using Cory's last name as our middle name,” Greg said.
Grandpa
asked, “Are you sure you don’t want to keep your middle name and just add
Stanton?”
“Yes, we're sure,” Greg answered firmly.
Grandpa
said, “If you're absolutely sure, I'm happy you've decided to become a
member of the family. We're planning
to visit you in a couple of weeks. I
will bring the paperwork with me for you boys to sign. Have you thought of going on a honeymoon,
son?”
Greg
thought for moment, “No, because we don’t have any money to go on one and I
don’t want you to pay for our honeymoon, Grandpa. You already are paying for our college
tuition, books, rent and are giving us a generous monthly allowance.”
Grandpa
said, “We have already discussed how you will repay the college expenses,
Greg. I want you to drive up to Thunder
Bay with Zach and Todd. I will have
airline tickets waiting for you at the airport. Where do you want to go?”
Greg looked
at Cory and asked, “Where do you want to go on our honeymoon?”
Cory looked
at Greg in surprise, “Why? Where are we
going to get the money for a honeymoon?”
“Just
answer my question first, please, sweetheart,” Greg said smiling.
Cory
thought for a moment and then said, “Mexico.
Let’s go to Cancun or Cozumel. I
have good things about Cancun.”
Greg said,
“Grandpa, Cory says Cancun, Mexico. We
have our passports with us, Grandpa. We
got those before we left Texas so we're all set in that regard.”
“Good. I will make all of the arrangements. All you need to do is be at the airport to
catch the flight,” Grandpa said.
“Okay, I
will call you after the wedding,” Greg said.
“Good bye,
son,” Grandpa said.
“Good bye,
Grandpa,” Greg said. He ended the call
and turned to Cory. “I'm so happy and
I'm very excited.”
Cory said,
“Let’s go.” They picked up their gear
and headed downstairs.
Greg saw
Zach in the hallway and asked, “Can we ride with you and Todd?”
Zach looked
surprised. “Why? I thought you two would want to drive alone.”
“We are
leaving from Thunder Bay on our honeymoon,” Greg said with a grin.
“Where are
you going?” Todd asked as he came up behind Greg and Cory.
“We're
going to Cancun, Mexico,” Cory said with a wide smile.
“That is so
cool!” Todd exclaimed. Todd looked at
Zach and said, “We will have to take my car since the Toyota won’t hold six
people.
Zach nodded
and led the way outside. After they threw
their stuff in the back of Todd’s new Ford Explorer, they went back inside and
helped the rest of the guys get their things together and shared the news with
them about their honeymoon plans.
Robbie and
Adam brought out their gear and threw it in the back with the rest of the guys' stuff. Robbie smiled at Greg and said,
“Congratulations, Greg. I wish Adam and
I could get married with you but we have to wait a couple of more months. “
Adam said,
“Yeah, Robbie has to wait until I turn 18 and that isn’t until December.”
Robbie opened the door and said, “Adam and I
get the back seat. That way we can make
sure you and Cory don’t get out of line!”
Greg
laughed. “It more likely you and Adam will start making out because we
can’t see you!”
Adam
grinned, “Darn, you have us figured out already and you have only known us a
few days!”
Cory
laughed. “It’s because we are almost the same age as you and we were thinking
of doing the same thing!”
Robbie
swatted Greg on the behind as he climbed inside. Cory laughed and said, “Hey! Hands off the merchandise!”
Robbie
grinned even wider as Adam joined him in the back. “I have to make sure you aren’t getting damaged goods, Cory.”
Cory
laughed. “I think I can assess the fitness of the merchandise for my purposes
without any help from you.”
Robbie
pouted for a moment then grinned. “But I will be a willing volunteer if you do happen to
need any help.”
Greg
climbed in and closed the door. He
turned around in his seat to look at the two young guys in the back. “I think
Cory and I should enlist your help tonight.”
Adam’s eyes
widened and he said, “Cool! Can we make
it an all-night orgy?”
Zach looked
around and said, “No all-nighters! We
have to drive home to Duluth tomorrow after the wedding while Greg and Cory jet
off to Mexico for their honeymoon.”
Robbie
asked, “Why are we going to Duluth?”
Zach turned
around in his seat to get a better look at Robbie and Adam in the back seat. He gave Robbie an exasperated look and said,
“Did you forget your parental units live there?” He looked over at Adam and said, “And yes,
both sets of parents asked us to stop in on our way back.”
Todd chimed
in, “Adam, Mom wants you to be measured for a new suit while we're home.”
Adam rolled
his eyes and asked, “Why? I don’t need
a new suit. I never wear one so why do
I want to be measured for new one?”
“I don’t
know. I'm just passing on information,
Adam,” Todd said glancing in the rearview mirror to see his brother’s
reaction. Seeing Adam’s look of horror
made Todd laugh. “Adam, it isn’t that
bad!”
“Why
doesn’t she bother you about such things, Todd? It seems she is always worrying me about
this and that thing,” Adam said in exasperation.
Todd
laughed, “It’s because you're her baby boy!”
Adam stuck
out his tongue at Todd who saw it in the rearview mirror. Todd laughed, again. “Adam, just face it,
Mom worries much more about you than she does about me.”
Robbie
spoke up, “The same thing happens to me, too.
Mom is always ragging on me about keeping up with my studies and
everything else.”
Zach
smiled. “Well, Robbie, you are the baby of the family.”
Robbie
grinned. “I love being the baby! I just
don’t like Mom hovering over me that’s all.”
“Maybe
after we get married, our Mom’s will back off,” Adam said hopefully.
Zach
glanced over at Todd. “Well, they have kind of let us do our own thing since we
got married last January. You might be
right, Adam. I think our parents
still worry about us but they don’t seem to be bothering us about it all of the
time like they used to do.”
Greg said,
“Adam and Robbie, you should be grateful you have parents who love and support
you. You could be in my situation with
a father in jail for attempted murder and a mother who is so mentally and
emotionally unstable she is lucky to keep herself going let alone trying to
worry about me.”
Robbie
frowned. “I'm sorry, Greg. I know we
shouldn’t complain, especially around you and Cory.”
Greg looked
at Cory, before he said, “It’s not a problem, Robbie. I'm just a little sensitive about it right now.
Hopefully, things will improve over time. You and Adam are great guys and I'm glad
you guys came with us.”
While the
guys were chatting, Zach made a quick call to the Valhalla Inn to see if they
could get rooms for the night. When he
got off the phone, he was grinning widely, “Guess what guys?”
Cory asked,
“Okay, what?”
“Grandpa
took care of the hotel reservations already.
Apparently, Rick and Glenn are coming as well because Grandpa booked a
room for them,” Zach said.
Greg’s face
brightened with a huge smile when he heard Rick and Glenn were going to
make it to their wedding. He turned to
Cory and exclaimed, “I love being part of this family!”
Cory leaned
over and kissed Greg. “Yes, we are very fortunate.”
“That
includes the rest of us as well.
Glenn’s family has been very generous with us, too,” Zach said. “I'm very grateful for everything they have
done for us. Grandpa has made it very
clear we're all part of his extended family. It has been a real comfort to know we not
only have our natural parents but we have Grandpa who has adopted us.”
Hearing
Zach talk about being part of Grandpa’s extended family helped Greg to realize Grandpa could be trusted and he wasn’t just trying to make Greg feel
better about himself. He decided to
call Grandpa and thank him.
He pulled
out his cell phone and called Grandpa.
Grandpa answered and said, “Hello, Greg.”
“Thank you
for making the hotel arrangements for us,” Greg said.
“You're
welcome, Greg. Rick and Glenn will be
arriving late tonight. They are headed
to the airport now to catch a flight to Duluth. They will drive up from there.”
Greg said,
“Thank you for telling them. I'm glad
they can make it to see us married.”
“It’s the
least I could do for you, Greg,” Grandpa said.
Greg eyes
misted over as he tried to keep his voice steady, “I love you, Grandpa.”
“I love
you, too, Greg,” Grandpa replied.
Greg ended
the call and turned to Cory. “I have to keep pinching myself to make sure I'm
not dreaming all of this.”
Cory
smiled, “Greg, it is all very real. We're going to be married tomorrow and our friends will be there with us to help
us celebrate.”
*** ***
The next
morning, Greg and Cory went down to the town hall as soon as it opened to get
their marriage license. Greg and Cory
returned to the hotel with their marriage license. Greg called Zach on his cell phone, “Zach, we
are back with our license. We are all
ready to go.”
Zach said,
“Come on down to the Scandia room. We
have already set everything up for the wedding. The hotel staff has been very
cooperative. Apparently, Grandpa has
already paid for us to have a nice lunch.”
Greg said,
“We will be down as soon as we change into our tuxedos.” He ended the call then turned to Cory and
said, “Grandpa is so wonderful.”
Cory said,
“Yes, he is.” Cory remembered his
surprise when he had opened door to his hotel room and found two men waiting
for them. They turned out to be from a
local wedding shop. Grandpa had
arranged for the tuxedo people to come to the hotel to get their measurements
for their tuxedos. The two men had left
and returned first thing this morning with the tuxedos ready for them to wear.
“I can’t
even begin to imagine how much money Grandpa has spent us,” Greg said.
“I'm not
complaining about it, Greg. I think Grandpa knows we need this to help us get started out right,” Cory said, smiling at this future husband. Greg’s
eyes were bright with unshed tears.
Cory walked over and pulled Greg into his arms. “Greg, Grandpa knows you're very special.” Greg nodded
his head in agreement as a single tear escaped and ran down his cheek. Cory reached up and wiped it away with his
thumb as he cupped Greg’s cheek with the palm of his hand. “It’s okay to cry, Greg.”
Greg said,
“I'm crying because I'm so happy, Cory.
I'm just so overwhelmed by what Grandpa has done for us. Never, in my wildest dreams, did I ever
expect to have a complete stranger take me into their home and treat me as one
of their own, especially after everything that has happened to us. Just when I think things couldn’t be better,
Grandpa surprises me with something else.
It has been one mind-blowing thing after another, Cory. I still keep thinking I'm going to
wake up at any moment and find all of this is just a fairy tale, a dream
of my deranged mind.”
Cory smiled
and said, “It is not a dream, Greg. It
is very real. I'm sharing this real
life fairy tale because we going to prove two gay men can have their own
“and they lived happily ever after,” story.
I love you very much and I know you love me and that is all that counts
right now.”
Greg smiled
and kissed Cory very passionately. When
they surfaced for air, Greg said, “We need to get dressed.”
Cory
returned his smile. “Yes, we do.”
They helped
each other get their tuxedos on. As they
made their way to the Scandia room, Greg held Cory’s hand tightly as if to
reassure himself that this was real.
When Zach
saw them enter the room, he went over and hugged each of them. He asked, “Are you sure you are okay with
Reverend Joynt performing the ceremony?
We can still look for a justice of the peace to perform the ceremony if
that would be better for you.”
Greg said,
“I'm okay with Reverend Joynt officiating at our wedding. She officiated at your wedding didn’t she?”
“Yes, she
did and we were very happy with the way she did it. Of course, we used the wedding vows we wrote
ourselves,” Zach said.
Cory said,
“We looked up some vows on the internet and found a couple we like. We modified the ones we are going to use
today.”
Todd came
over and said, “Hi guys!”
He gave
each of them a big hug. Soon they were
surrounded by the rest of the guys.
Rick and I hung back to let the rest of the guys give Greg and Cory
hugs. Greg saw us and grinned. He pulled Cory free from the group and walked
over to give Rick a big hug while Cory hugged me.
Then they traded places. Greg
hugged me then pulled back and looked me in the eyes. He said, “Glenn, I can’t thank you enough
for befriending me. Your family is so
incredible I don’t have words to describe how grateful I am to you and
Grandpa.”
I cupped
his cheek with my hand and said, “You don’t have to say anything, Greg. Your actions will do all the talking. I want you to be happy and that will be
reward enough for me, Greg.”
Greg’s eyes
were bright with unshed tears. He nodded
his head and released me. He took
Cory by the hand and said, “Please excuse us.
We need to talk to Reverend Joynt about our wedding vows.”
Rick turned
and pointed her out to them, “She is right over there.”
The two of
them left us and walked over to talk to the reverend. I turned to Rick and put my arm around his
waist. “I think they will be very happy, Rick.”
Rick
agreed, “Yes, I think they will.”
We joined
our friends at the back of the room.
Justin said, “They look so love struck, don’t you think?”
“They do at
that,” Zach said. “I think I remember we looked like that on our wedding day.”
Mark said,
“I know we did as well.”
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Greg and
Cory approached Reverend Joynt who was sitting at a table reading a book. She looked up from her book and smiled. She stood and extended her hand. “Hello, I'm Reverend Joynt. You must be Greg and Cory.”
Greg said,
“Yes, I'm Greg and this is Cory.”
Reverend
Joynt said, “I'm happy to meet you both.
I was thrilled when Zach called me and asked if I would be willing to
officiate at your wedding. Do you have
your vows memorized or do you need me to provide you with printed copy?”
Cory
smiled and said, “We have ours memorized but we printed off the ceremony we want you to
conduct.” He handed her a piece of
paper outlining the ceremony along with the vows they would be reciting.
She read
over it and smiled. “Thank you for thinking ahead. It always makes things much easier when the
celebrants know what they want. When
did you want to start the wedding?”
Greg
answered, “As soon as you're ready.”
She nodded
her head, “Okay. Give me a few minutes
to read over this a few times and then I think we can start.”
Greg and
Cory sat down at the table with her as she reviewed the ceremony and the she
smiled and said, “Let’s get started.”
She walked
over to the podium and said, “Can we have your attention, please? We would like to begin the wedding
ceremony.”
When we
heard her announcement, we quickly moved to the front of the room and took our
seats.
Greg and
Cory stood up and took their places in front of the podium. Reverend Joynt said, “We are gathered here
together to celebrate the marriage of Greg Hurst and Cory Stanton. I would like to say a few words before we
begin. I want to congratulate these two
fine young men for their willingness to take vows to love and honor each
other. I want to emphasize the
importance of always putting the needs and wants of your companion above your
own. Learn to always say, “Yes,” when
he asks you to do something for him.
Remember that your love for each other will grow stronger and more
vibrant each passing day as you learn to serve each other as spouses. And most importantly, never go to bed
angry. Take the time to work out your
problems. Talk to each other and learn
to compromise. Express your love for
each other frequently both in word and in action.” She
paused and then she said, “Greg, you may make you vow.”
Greg
said, “I, Greg Jamison Hurst, take you, Cory Kelson Stanton, to be my lawfully
wedded husband. I promise to strive
always to consider your needs in addition to my own; to be a source of strength
for you; to accept your strength for myself; to share freely my thoughts and
feelings; to listen when you share yours with me. I make these solemn promises,
to keep in times of plenty and in want; in joy and in sorrow; in sickness and
in health; from this day forward.”
Reverend
Joynt said, “Cory, you may make your vow.”
“I, Cory Kelson Stanton, take you, Greg
Jamison Hurst , to be my lawfully wedded husband. I promise to strive always to consider your
needs in addition to my own; to be a source of strength for you; to accept your
strength for myself; to share freely my thoughts and feelings; to listen when
you share yours with me. I make these solemn promises, to keep in times of
plenty and in want; in joy and in sorrow; in sickness and in health; from this
day forward.”
Reverend
Joynt said, “You may exchange rings.”
Greg
and Cory exchanged gold wedding bands and then kissed. We applauded and stood up. Reverend Joynt said, “By the authority
vested in my, I pronounce you legally and lawfully wedded. I present to you Greg and Cory. Please come forward to congratulate the
newlyweds.”
We formed a
line and each hugged and kissed the newlywed couple. When we were finished congratulating them,
Reverend Joynt said, “Please join me at my table so we can sign the marriage
certificate and the requisite paperwork to be submitted to the provincial
government.”
When they
were done, Reverend Joynt stood up and said, “Thank you for allowing me the
privilege of participating in this singular event in your lives. Please keep in touch. I always love to hear how couples are doing.”
Greg
smiled, “Thank you for being here for us.”
She smiled
and said, “You are most welcome. Enjoy
your honeymoon.”
She left us
and Greg turned to me and asked, “Did Grandpa stay anything about our honeymoon
to you?”
“Yes, he
did. Rick has your itinerary along with
your tickets,” I said smiling. “I'm
really excited for you guys. We loved
Mexico and we're sure you will, too.”
Rick pulled
out an envelope and handed it to Greg. “Grandpa wanted me to give this to you.”
Greg opened
it and gasped. “Cory, look.” He pulled
out the itinerary, the airline tickets and some cash wrapped in note. He opened the note and read out loud, “Dear
Greg and Cory, I'm sorry we can’t be there in person to celebrate your
marriage. Please accept our wedding gift. The airfare and hotels have already been
paid for as well as your meals at the resort.
Please use the enclosed cash to pay for incidentals and any tours and
activities that interest you. Love,
Grandpa and Grandma Scarborough.”
Cory asked,
“How much money is there?”
Greg
counted it out. He looked at Cory and
said, “There is four thousand dollars here.”
Cory’s
mouth dropped open in astonishment.
“Greg, we can't take this money!”
Rick smiled
and said, “Not only will you take it, you will do so with a smile and a thank
you. We want you to enjoy your
honeymoon. What money you don’t spend,
you can keep as a rainy day fund.
However, we better not find out you two did nothing but sit in your
hotel room the entire time; though I wouldn’t blame you for fucking each other’s
brains out!”
Greg
laughed. “Believe me when I say we will do plenty of that!”
Cory leaned
over to look at the itinerary and asked Greg, “When does our flight leave?”
“It leaves
at 5:30 AM tomorrow morning,” Greg responded.
I grinned. “Good. That means we are on the same
flight out of here in the morning. We
will be flying with you to Toronto then catching our flight to Atlanta.”
Greg nodded
his head, “We do the same except that we have another flight from Atlanta to
Cancun.”
Zach
stepped over to us and said, “The lunch buffet is ready if you are getting
hungry.”
Greg
grinned. “I am always hungry.”
We all
stood up and headed to the buffet tables.
The rest of the afternoon we spent relaxing at the pool. After dinner, we said our farewells to our
friends and then headed to our room.
Greg and Cory followed us, their room being next to ours. Rick stopped in front of our door and opened
it. He turned to Greg and said, “This
is how it’s done.” He picked me up in
his arms and carried me across the threshold and laid me on our bed.
Greg
laughed. “I'm glad to see you can still do it, Rick. Not bad for an old man!”
Rick flexed
his muscles and then grinned. “Did you forget I'm a Marine?”
“No, but I
couldn’t pass up an opportunity to tease you, Rick,” Greg said.
Rick fell
on the bed next to me and pulled me to him.
“You see, Greg. Now that you're
married, you need to learn how to treat your husband properly.”
“And how is
that?” Greg asked, grinning at Rick as he took Cory’s hand in his.
“You have
to romance him even more than you did before you married him so he won’t
withhold himself from you when you want to have sex,” Rick said, laughing.
“I have
never withheld myself from you when you have wanted to fuck me!” I protested.
Rick gently
bit my earlobe. “No, you never have but I have always made sure to treat you
well.”
I nodded my
head. “Yes, you have. Cory, the same
goes for you. You can always guarantee Greg will be there for you always look for ways to make him happy.”
Cory
laughed. “He is happiest when we are in bed.”
“So who
fucks who?” Rick asked.
Greg
answered, “We fuck each other. We both
like to bottom for the other.”
“That is the
way it's always been between us,” Cory said.
I nodded my
head. “I prefer to bottom for Rick. I
have fucked Rick on occasion but I like it better when he fucks me.”
Greg
smiled. “We know. It’s not hard to
figure that out, Glenn.” Before I could
say anything, Greg went on, “I'm not trying to be offensive, Glenn. It’s just that you aren’t exactly shy about
expressing your preferences.”
I looked
over at Rick and smiled. “I guess I am pretty open about what I like. Rick is always trying get me to be the top.”
Rick smiled
and kissed me. “Yes, I do keep after you because I love it when you fuck me.”
The color
rose in my cheeks because I am not used to being quite to candid with anyone
about our sex lives. Cory, seeing my
reaction, said, “Don’t be embarrassed, Glenn.
Now that we're married, we're curious about what other couples do to
keep their relationship fresh. We are
especially interested in the sex habits of married couples. My parents never seem to have sex
anymore. I just don’t understand
it. I can’t imagine not having sex with
Greg every night.”
Greg said,
“My parents were pretty sexually active until Dad ended up in jail. I sometimes feel sorry for Cory because I
have such a heavy libido!”
“Let’s get
real, Greg. You don’t feel sorry at
all! Admit it!” Cory exclaimed.
“Okay, I
don’t feel bad for you because I know you love it!” Greg shot back.
We laughed
at the two newlyweds. Rick said,
“Enough talk about sex. It’s time for
you guys to consummate your marriage.”
Greg smiled
and responded, “Yes, it is. Come on,
Cory.”
He took
Cory by the hand and led him out of our room.
We soon heard them next door. It
wasn’t hard to imagine what they were doing.
Rick and I looked at each other and grinned. “Let’s join them in our favorite nocturnal
activity!”
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