Date: Tue, 17 Jul 2012 01:44:24 +0000
From: robert goater <winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: BOBBY and ANDY 8

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Two months three weeks and six days before the wedding (approx)
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I woke up to find someone between my legs and one ball being sucked. "That
you Andy?" He mumbled something and got a cuff on the back of his
head. "Ow, that hurt!"

"How many times have I told you not to talk with your mouth full?" He
climbed up my body and told me to, "fuck off and what can you do to stop
me?"

"Nothing, go back down." He did as he was told, but this time played with
the whole package while laying on my thigh. He moved his right hand to my
bum and stuck his thumb in the back door.

"Is it today we are going to get measured for suits?" He asked while
running his hand up and down my cock.

"Yes love, I told you last night. I still don't have a clue what to
get. Any ideas?" I knew he wouldn't and would agree to bin liners if I said
they were the "must have" outfits.

"None, so I will be happy with what you choose." He kissed my cock and then
sunk as much of it into his mouth as he could get, the question of suits
completely forgotten.

"That's not helping me at all, still dont' stop it may give me inspiration,
but not for long, we really have to get into town." Of course he completely
ignored me and the longer he went on I was finding it more difficult to
assert myself. Finally I had to drag him off of me and still the sod kept
trying to get back to his sucking. In the end I had to use all my
authority. "ANDY get up NOW!" He laughed like hell, smiled, winked at me
and carried on.

Oh well I thought we still have nearly three months.......................!



We did get out eventually and as it turned out it was a very productive
day. Colin had told us of the tailor they had used and so we went there.

The assistant was great and SO gay. He drooled over us the moment we
stepped inside and by the time we had left an hour later we had agreed the
style, material and been measured up. The suits were light grey single
breasted jackets with front pleated trousers. We, I, chose cream
embroidered waist coats and cream shirts with wing collars. To finish it
all off we, I, ordered large pink ties with a cream and gray pattern and a
kerchief for the jacket pocket.

Next we went out and bought dark gray shoes and pink socks.

I led Andy to a restaurant and told him he was buying lunch and over it I
bought up the subject of wedding presents we wanted to buy each other. "Do
we do that then?" He asked.

"Of course we do you idiot. What are you getting me?"

"I don't know. What about something for the kitchen, like a frying pan?"

"You get one it will end up round your neck." I promised him. "I was
thinking more like gold matching watches and gold matching cuff links. What
do you think?" Andy turned pale and I could see £ signs in his eyes.

"I'm suddenly going off weddings, it's becoming a pain in the ass!"

"You will get that when we get to the ship, we both will. I want a gold
watch and I want to get you one and the same goes for the cuff links. Oh,
and there is one other small item I bet you have not thought of."

"Oh my word what NOW?" He was getting more depressed as I spoke, but on the
other hand I was loving it.

"Wedding Rings?"

"Oh I don't mind that. but what's all this going to cost?"

"Well watches, cuff links and rings will come to about £1000 I guess. I
could hear the cogs working as he thought about it and trying to remember
how much he had in his account. I could have told him as I looked after it
and all our financial matters.

"Well I guess I have no choice. Ok lets go."

"Andy?"

"What?"

"I do mean each!"

"Yea fucking Gods, i'm going to have to sell my ass to pay for this lot."
He was looking at me waiting for me to tell him I was only joking, I
wasn't. "You don't need to go on the streets in any case you would end up
broke. You have got more than enough, don't forget I look after your money
and you are a lot better off than you think. I'm going to make you even
happier my dear fuck buddy."

"Now what?" He looked a picture of gloom. "We have to buy clothes for the
holiday." He raised his eyes and said in resignation, "Okaaay, HOW
much?". He closed his eyes as though waiting to be shot. "It's ok, i'm
buying yours. He snapped them open again. "Oh Bobby, thank you!"

"And your buying mine. Come on you tight git, pay the bill and lets go
SHOPPING!!!



Four hours and fifty five minutes later we had every thing and were loaded
down with shopping bags and Andy's bank account somewhat battered, mine
too. Still we needed a few more bits, but could not do anymore as the shops
were closing and Andy was on the verge of mutiny anyway. "Your only pissed
off because we had to get your stuff from the kids department, but you will
look great in everything I chose for you my dear." He shot me a look that
ment I should keep quiet. I did.

Back home we took everything up to the bedroom and unpacked. Bess came with
us of course and Andy showed everthing to her. "Look at this Bess, guess
how much I had to pay for it?" Bess sniffed it and realizing it was not
something to eat, sniffed something else. "Your a great help. You have no
idea what money bags has made me spend today, i'm broke." Then looking at
me he said, "I'm charging you every time you want sex and i'm starting from
the first time we did it." I reached for my wallet, took out a £5 note and
handed it to him. "£4.50 change please." I got called some really rude
things which all ended up with Andy stripped off and my mouth around his
cock. Bess looked degusted and went down stairs to her bed. I joined Andy
in the naked department, but told him I would do him a favour later, but
first i'm going to show you how the washing machine works, this lot needs
freshening up."

"Now i've heard everything. New clothes and we have to wash them. I think
you have lost the plot Bobby boy." After the washing was in I took Andy
back upstairs and told him how much I loved him and that he was the most
fantastic man ever to walk the earth. "Meaning you want sex, right? You
will have to wait, i'm still getting over your abuse of my bank
account. Your lucky I still want to marry you." He bloody well knew where
all this was going as I went behind him and wrapped my arms around his
body.



"Honey I DO love you and still think you are the best man in the world." I
kissed his neck and nibbled his ear while my hands stroked his chest and
tummy. I looked over his shoulder and saw his cock rising. I was turning
him on. "Can I shag you now?"

"I'm not interested unless you pay me.".

"I already do, every bloody day of my life." I continued to stroke him all
the way down to his pubes this time. I smiled to myself as he took my hand
and put it on his cock. "Ok, you can have this one free. He turned his head
and kissed me. "I love you Bobby.".

I reached out for the lube and greased us both up. I then lifted him off
his feet and fed him onto my cock. Our fuck chair was only a couple of feet
away and I took us to it and sat down and started to tease his cock with
just the tips of my fingers. I spent ages doing that, but stopping to run
my thumbs over the head. I put his arms round the back of my head and
continued stroking the whole length of his body and cock. Andy was getting
more wound up and began to raise his hips grinding my cock as he did. We
were both getting to a stage that meant there was no where else to go but
up. As he got closer so I would stop my teasing and let his passion take
over. Finally and with a great cry and faster movements of his hips he
reached his point of no return and without me touching anything, he shot
out all over the carpet time and time again. He sank back into me breathing
heavily. When he had come down a bit I took him over to the bed, bent him
over and in just a few pumps deposited a massive amount into him.



I had quiet a lot of work to do before the wedding and wanted to clear
everything up before then. I had a web site now and announced that I would
not be available as from the 24th July for three weeks. I also posted a
portrait of Andy and me and got loads of nice replies and promises of
contact from potentially new clients and some really interesting offers as
well for both of us!

I had got the murals to do for the football people and said I would start
after the holiday. They were very happy about that and so was I with the
agreed fee. The athletics people were not so happy as they wanted it done
yesterday, so I told them to find someone else. In fact they contacted me
again just before the wedding and I told them I would think about it and
put it out of my mind.



Andy, bless him went on his merry way and took each day as normal. It was
as if he had forgotten the wedding and what a huge day it was going to
be. He is almost horizontal and I was sure I would have to remind him on
the day we were going to get married. I could just imagine it;

<"Are you going to get ready Andy?"

"Why, were are we going?"> I would not have him any other way and loved him
so much. What my life would be without him I just could not comprehend.



We took Bess over to Colin's and Garry's flat quite a lot. She was going to
stay with them while we were away shagging in the Arctic. She loved to go
and see the guys and had even stayed over a couple of times. She would be
fine with them so long as she had a pair of Andy's socks in her bed.



By now Andy had got over the losses in his bank account and would often get
out the rings, watches and cuff links out and play getting married. During
these times we were always naked on the bed and he would practice putting
the ring on my finger.

"I bet you drop it on the day." I said.

"No chance. I just can't wait to put it on and know it's going to stay
there. I love these rings, good choice of mine don't you think?" I smiled
at him and said nothing.

"These were expensive though. I mean £350 for a watch, each!" He put mine
on me and admired it, "nice though."

"Well just think the ones I really wanted were £500 each so I saved us
£300, quite good don't you think?"

"Yeah s'pose so. I put his ring and watch on and pulled him into me and
kissed him and at the same time fondled his bum. He said in the most awful
Chinese accent. "No frucking with rings on. Only frucking with rings on wen
marry." I took them off and laid him on his back and got myself in a
possion to "fruck", but the twat spoilt it when he looked at his watch and
said, "I time you Misser Nob, you fruck me good no?" All "frucking" ceased
as I pissed myself.



We had a dinner party on the Thursday before the wedding when all the boys
came round including Andrew and Joe. It was good to see them getting along
so well and we all hoped it would continue. David had taken the day off and
came over to help, he also bought the steaks.

Andy took them all out into the garden and greenhouse to tell them what he
wanted them to do which included taking anything that was ready. The garden
was looking amazing and he had a fine crop of just about everything and so
much of it as well. He often sold produce to the village shop and locals,
but of course he had to overdo it at times. I went out to pick tomatoes a
while ago and found none were ready to pick and had to go to the shop to
buy some of Andy's back! I told him off when he got back from work, but of
course he got away with it by dropping my shorts and giving my cock a work
out. Once again as soon as he started, Bess would go off to her

bed. She did tend to spend a lot of time in it, bless her.



The last day of freedom came and we just pottered about, me doing some
cleaning, Andy and Bess messing about in the greenhouse. I had just about
finished when Andy came in with a lovely smile on his face holding a huge
bouquet of flowers. "What do you think?"

"Andy they are lovely, for me?" I went to him and kissed him. "Well,
actually no, it's for your family and I thought we could go to the cemetary
and put them on the grave later." That choked me up. He had obviously
planned it and I just loved him for thinking about it. My entire family had
been killed in an horrific traffic accident some years ago. It had been a
dreadful time and even now I would have private tears always when on my
own. We had planned to take flowers before going on honeymoon, but this was
a much better idea.

We took them later that afternoon and even then Andy was spot on. We laid
the flowers on the grave and after a short time Andy walked off to give me
private time to myself with my family. When I had finished talking to them
I went back to Andy, he could see I had been crying and just put an arm
around me as we went back to the car.



After we had got back we had a bite to eat and took a taxi into town to get
haircuts and then on to meet up with the guys for a few drinks at the gay
pub. We didn't drink much, I had a bottle of champagne waiting at home. It
was all very relaxed and we just sat around chatting and listening to all
the bad wedding and gay jokes! The barmen, Steve came over and told us
whoever told the best joke would win a bottle of wine. Each in turn told
their joke. When it came to Andy's turn he pinched mine.

"How does a gay man get rid of his condom?...................... He farts!"
My turn and I now had to think quick thanks to Andy.

"What do Pigmys call a
giant?.............................................Andy!" We each got
something, Andy the bottle of wine, me a slap!



Colin and Gary drove us home to collect Bess. Andy gave her lots of cuddles
and was really upset when the guys drove off with her. Bess was a bit
confused and looked out of the back window as they drove off. She had
Andy's socks in her mouth and looked very sad. I put my arm aroung my guy,
it was my turn to comfort HIM.

We didn't bother with anymore drink and just went for a shower and then to
bed. We didn't even make love, just cuddled in tight, each with his own
thoughts.

"Goodnight Andy, lets sleep, tomorrow will be the second best day of my
life."

"And the first?"

"The day I met you."

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winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk. See you tomorrow?

Best wishes, Bobby and me, Andy