Wedding Night – Olive and Liam

I sat on the side of the bed and had him kneel between my feet. I spent at least an hour showing him how to use his sweet mouth on my throbbing cock. It was bright red while he worked on it. It had never been as big as this. I was so pleased with my new lover. When I figured it was time, I unloaded it in his mouth. He gagged a little but quickly recovered. At my urging, he sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked, drank and drank. My big balls fed his flat belly. He felt full… of love. I felt exhausted… and happy.

Over the next few months, we explored every aspect of lovemaking except putting my cock in his little ass. I even let him fuck me. He followed my directions perfectly. I was in control of my special guy or was it a special gal? Who cared? I was in love with my wonderful friend! And he loved me.

He started calling me “master,” especially when he wanted to feel helpless and needed to be cared for. We had such a special bond.

On his birthday, I took him out for a special dinner. I bought Olive the most wonderful dress for the occasion. She looked more beautiful than I had ever seen her. I got on one knee and proposed right at the table. My lovely Olive said “Yes”. The other diners clapped and cheered.