Fire in the Firehouse 8

Naturally this made Colby feel more like a stud. He started gloating about what he'd done to his man. But Mitch was feeling the same way too, though he kept it hidden for fun.

"You can quit gloating, ya shit!" They both busted up in laughter. Mitch started tickling his lover and the other was rapid to respond. They went from that into kissing. The night didn't go quite as planned, but when in life does that ever really happen? 

The two had dozed off for a while when Mitch rolled over and realized they'd yet to get into what he wanted to most. He reached over, sticking his finger in the ice cream. It was still hard. Dry ice was a blessing. 

Mitch got brave. He was able to scoop a generous portion of the frozen mass in his hands. Colby had rolled off his chiseled frame and still lying naked, his worked-over ass facing his fiancee. You guessed it, Mitch was quick to shove some of the cold substance in his lover.

Colby shot up instantly. "What the fuck....? Oh, no...you didn't just go there?" Colby was trembling, but fully aroused. Naturally the coldness did nothing for his cock. But he knew what was next. Mitch moved in to enjoy the sweet treat. Colby shuddered from the contrast between cold ice cream and warm tongue and the hot breath the brown haired babe was blowing on to it. Soon he was moaning. The sensation was beyond words. He was attempting to beg his lover to continue, but his words didn't come.

Mitch reached up with his right hand and began rolling Colby's hairy and silky balls in his hand. Feeling the soft, tender flesh. He was extra careful not to squeeze too hard. His balls seemed to relax under the warmth of his hand. Colby sighed and moaned softly. He was in heaven. This hot, sexy fantasy was about to come to fruition.

The dark haired man took more ice cream, this time using a small scoop. He next pulled out from under the bed a hidden can of whipped cream, rainbow sprinkles, and some maraschino cherries. He first placed the cold dessert at the base of Colby's cock. Then he added the whipped cream followed by the sprinkles and cherries. Colby questioned, "I guess no nuts...Oh, never mind, I get it. HA! Too funny." He realized his balls would be the nuts. Then he damn near fainted when he saw Mitch pull out a can of hot fudge. He's apparently had it in a container of hot water. The thick goo was hot, but not enough to hurt or harm. The gooey brown liquid felt invigorating, a sharp contrast to the cold ice cream. 

Mitch proclaimed, "Alas, dessert is served for moi! A cock-fudge sundae." Saying no more he dove right in. He steadily sucked the fudge off his lover's now swelling rod. Feeling the fleshy, spongy penis rub over the top of his mouth. He very lightly applied his teeth for added sensation. Colby was bucking and thrashing. His cock was barely recovered from their last go-around. Without breaking off his lover, Mitch grabbed the whipped cream and shot some on his man's nipples, in his flat belly button as well as traced his happy-trail. It was a sight to be seen.

He continued lapping up the mess on Colby's crotch. Licking the sweet treats from all over his man's semi salty flesh. Making sure to remove all traces from his pubic hairs. He paid no attention to his own swollen cock. It oozed precum non stop. Flowing down his shaft, his balls, glided gently down his asshole onto the sheets. Some getting on his thighs making a slightly sticky mess. He was being greedy and denying his own cock much needed attention. 

The golden haired guy laid there taking in the moment for all it was worth, never wanting it to end. He longed to suck some cock himself. His mouth salivated at the thought of his lover's salty man-flesh, the oozing man-honey and mixing it with ice cream. His mind drifted off thinking how bad he needed to have his mouth filled. He tried to speak, but it was virtually impossible with his prick being worked over in the fashion it was. 

Soon the cum was roiling in his balls, about to find its way out his body. Mitch was too far into sucking cock and it was a signal he was going to swallow. How could anyone blame him? His mouth was a circus of flavors to be desired. Colby could say nothing, only moan. "Uhhh, ohhh, mmmm, ahhh...ye-yea-yeaaahhhh.." Naturally expelling sounds like that was indicator to the darker haired one his job as it were was being done right.

He saw his lighter haired man buck, thrash, moan, and cry out in pleasure as the orgasm sliced through him. He longed to have that himself. He was slightly envious, but he chose to not have his dick worked over quite yet. They both collapsed, but Colby only long enough to catch his breath.

Soon he was up, grabbing all the dessert and toppings and began laying out a buffet of sweets on his betrothed's body. He couldn't wait to attack it. His mouth watered for the sweets, the precum, and cock. He slightly hesitated, not knowing where to turn first. He suckled off the precum it seemed to cry out his name, lapped it off the now-tightening balls, out of the dark, hairy love-pit. He licked, probed, and savored the whole experience. Then he grabbed the whipped cream and shot a generous dollop on his man's Adam's apple and slowly sucked it off feeling stubble on his swollen lips. The feeling was beyond words to them both. 

Colby easily sensed his lover couldn't hold out much longer. He took the can of whipped cream, some cherry juice and some chocolate and dug in. He spread it out around the other's nipples, happy trail and straight to the biggest, most rewarding prize. Mitch's nipple's were diamond hard, poking straight out off his well developed chest. The sucking only enticed them more to tighten up. His cock bobbed from side to side, it needed attention desperately. He caught sight of it and like a snake to a snake charmer, the two became one. The beautiful piece of manly flesh disappeared into his mouth. The squishy-firm shaft felt so good in his mouth. He rolled his tongue over the head, parting the piss slit with his tongue to will out the precum in earnest. This, mixed with the sweetness was a delectable fantasy come true.

Mitch was too far gone, thrusting his granite thighs up off the bed, burying his beast that much deeper he began unleashing a volley of cum into his cock-sucker's mouth. He spoke through clenched teeth. "Oh fuck that's good shit! Damn right, take that cum, take it you cum-whore!" The words were a turn on and Colby worked that much harder as the jizz spurted out down his thirsty throat. The mixed flavors were awesome.

They were both wiped out but good now. They curled up next to one another. Mitch reached over, grabbed two spoons and they finished off the special treat feeding one another, spreading small bits on the other's chest, nipples, nose. They were so in love and lost in their feelings. Time stood still in this room as it flew by to the rest of the world. Soon the morning light was cracking the surface of the dark sky. It begged relentlessly to erase the dark of the night prior. Neither man aware of the time. They had to be on set for those pictures for the calendar in a few hours, but they'd totally let that slip their minds. Somehow they'd get some rest. With a little extra makeup and lots of coffee, they'd make it through. They still had Saturday off. 

As they lay almost asleep, they heard a sound that shook them both from their weary state. Colby reached for the phone, "Hello? Oh, my God! Drake!" Mitch laid by his lover, holding him extra tight now, as if there was cause to be jealous. "You're what? Coming for a visit? When? In 3 months? Fucking awesome!" The conversation grew a bit, Colby was trying to keep it brief out of respect. "Well, great. Mitch and I want to get married around then. I have so much to tell you when you get here. This works out great! You can be my best man after all, you'll be here." They babbled a bit more and soon hung up. Mitch silently wondered when they'd decided on a date. There was still the matter of family and friends to break the news to.

Mitch looked deeply into the other's eyes, taking in his beauty and what he meant to him. "Drake's coming, huh? Cool." He hoped he'd hidden enough of his insecurity in his voice, hoping it hadn't spilled out. After the way the two had just expressed their love. He said something he shouldn't. "Good thing we were mostly awake, odd time to call." 

Colby had enough, "Mitch, if Drake's a threat to you..." His words straddled the air. He caught himself. "Baby, I want you two to meet and hopefully like one another. Look, I know you might have slight reservations about him, but give him a chance. Besides baby, if I didn't love you exclusively, don't you think all that transpired tonight would have? Don't stress stud. You've nothing to worry about."

Mitch leaned in to give his man a deep kiss, hoping it'd be accepted. Luckily it was. But Mitch still had nagging doubts and Colby was far too wound up with knowing his friend was coming. Mitch chuckled, "We better get some rest hon, we have that shoot today." Colby nodded, lips pursed in content, he reached for his lover, aiming to fall asleep on his gorgeous chest. His two worlds would collide in mere months.

***To be continued***

Little PS here guys. A handfasting ceremony is a true and legitimate thing for those that don't know. Later on I plan to detail it out a little bit better. In light of gay weddings being hard to come by in parts of the world, I plan on exposing that tradition more as a way to shed light on it as an alternative way for two people of the same sex to marry. However, do a search engine search and read up yourselves if its something that might interest you now.