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I found the soap that Andy was shouting for. It was in the cupboard where the soap is kept! He was standing under the shower which he had on full blast and I just stood and looked as the water cascaded over him. He looked so beautiful and not for the first time thanked my luck in finding him. I stepped in next to him and we cuddled up together. I switched the shower off and we washed one another from head to toe and all the way back up again. Turning the water back on we rinsed off and just held on with our arms wrapped around the other. Andy's head was against my chest and I took his chin and raised it up and we just stared at one another, both with huge smiles. I went down the 5 inches to his mouth and we kissed. Our hands explored the others back and of course bums. No words were needed our bodies said it all. Finally we were as clean as we could get and got out and dried each other off. I took him to the bed and we laid down together for the last time. We had showered together for the last time. In the garden we had made love, for the last time, in fact everything we had done was for the last time,...................................................as single men that is.
"Thank you Andy."
"What for?"
"Being you and being with me." He kissed me and climbed on top and took my face between his hands.
"I am so happy Bobby and can't wait to be your partner. Lets get ready we have a date at the Registers Office." With that he pulled me off the bed and took me to where our outfits were waiting. We each dressed the other starting with the new silk pants. We spent some time running our hands over them, but had to stop as soon as our cocks began to join in. Ten minutes later we stood before one another in full kit and my word we looked the dogs bollocks. We both looked great and knew all those at the ceremony would think likewise. After checking for the hundredth time that we each had the others ring, we went down stairs and poured a glass of wine and toasted each other.
The limousine arrived right on time and off we went to get married.
It was a lovely time for us and the 30 or so sharing our day. We could not have wished for more, us getting married with the best friends ever with us. The service was quite short, but we were no less married than if it had taken twice as long.
As predicted Andy dropped my ring as he went to put it on which caused everyone to laugh, but none more than me. He looked daggers at me for getting it right, but managed on the second attempt. As soon as we were pronounced partners the whole room rang out in applause and for the first time as a married couple Andy and I kissed.
The reception was amazing. Just one long celebration and everyone was so happy. After speeches, toasts, cutting the cake, the party began and would go on until the early hours, not that we would be there that long. One thing I did get my way was that I wanted to be back home before midnight so we were back and in bed on the same day we were married. As much as I was enjoying the whole time, it was made even more special as I watched Andy go around our guests and chat to them, dance, hug, but mostly showing off his wedding ring as if we were the first couple ever that got married with one. He would come over to me often and check I still had mine and after a kiss and telling me, "love you husband," off he would go again. I don't know if I have ever said this before, but I absolutely adore him? Think I have.
And so our day was drawing to it's close as is my story also nearing it's end.
We said all our goodbyes and thank you's which took some time, but at last we settled in the taxi for the short drive home. Once indoors we went straight upstairs to undress each other before a shower. But none of that happened before we embraced and kissed. That took a very long time until I at last went down to take Andy's shoes off.
"Where the hell are your socks!?" I looked up at him and was met with a huge smile on that lovely face of his.
"I took them off and gave them to Colin to give to Bess. I also made up a Doggie bag for her." I stood up and held him as tight as I could. Trust him to think of something like that. It was beautiful. We were soon down to our silk underpants and ran our hands over each other and we were soon quite stiff with the effort.
"Lets go in the bath Andy, I need a long cuddle." Ten minutes later we were facing one another with arms and legs around our bodies and once again kissing the man we loved so much. The water was getting colder now and so I washed and got out to dry.
"I will be up in a moment Bobby." I busied myself hanging everything on coat hangers and taking the bits that needed to be washed to the laundry basket. Andy came up to bed with just a smile on and once again our lips met.
I laid him down and for the umpteenth time told him of my love for him and as I entered him he told me of his love for me over and over again. As I reached my climax so did he and as we came down the earth we remained locked together and like that we both fell into a very happy and contented sleep.
Colin and Garry were to take us to Heathrow to get our flight to Iceland and arrived in good time. The surprise was they turned up in a mini bus with David, Carl, Mathew and Joe on board! What a trip that was. They stayed after we had checked in and we all had a few drinks together before we went to Departures waving all the time until we went out of sight.
The flight was only three hours and when we cleared customs at Keflavik a car was waiting to take us to Reykjavik harbour where the Voyager was moored. We were shown to our cabin and there we just stared at the sheer luxury of it. I opened the wine from the cooler and we drunk each others health.
We had the most marvelous time, all 16 days of it and the experience would remain with us for ever. We took part in every thing that was going on both on board and on shore. Andy and I made many friends. We took heaps of photo's and I drew as never before and had a lot of requests from other passengers for drawings and portraits which I promised I would send on after the holiday. I also did a few for the ship and as far as I know they are still on display. We also had a lot of time for private times and oh my word...............well, you can guess i'm sure!
After the final last night party we cuddled into bed and made love for the last time whilst we sailed back to Iceland.
"Do you know we are making love at 18 knots Andy?"
"Thought you were a bit quick!" We just laid together thinking about the last 16 days and all that we had experienced. Andy came out with something daft of course.
"If we had kids we could do this sort of thing with them. It would be lovely."
"Do you want a divorce before we get to Iceland then?"
"Nah, just a thought." He turned and kissed me. "Your my baby and quite enough for me to coup with." We cuddled more and fell asleep.
Oh my word all the boys were there to meet us except Carl. Apparently he could not get away. It was so lovely to see them all and such a nice thing to do for us. That meant a drink before we went to the mini bus and Andy talking the whole time, but not before asking how Bess was and was she missing him! He was about to find out because as soon as Colin opened the bus door she bounded out and was all over Andy and me the reunion was wonderful. Carl had been looking after her while the others met us. Bess sat on Andy all the way home. It was a perfect end to our honeymoon and home coming. All three back together. The first thing we did after the boys had gone was to take Bess for a short walk. She was so happy and I knew Andy was. That meant of course so was I. Life was great and now all the celebrations were now at an end we were both looking forward to settling down to normality as a married couple. We went home and checked the garden and greenhouse. Everything was perfect.
I'm in my studio writing this and will have to finish now as Andy will be home soon and I have to start dinner.
He is managing the Garden center now and has become very good at what he loves to do. I have become even more successful and got a lot of clients from the people I sent drawings to from the friends on the ship and many others besides.
We celebrate our fourth anniversary next week. For years of utter happiness. Hang on a moment Bess is barking in the garden. It's ok, no problem one of the twins fell over, but no harm done. She is never more than a couple of yards from them. The day we bought them home she changed and has devoted her entire life looking out for them.
Yep, Andy got his way, again, I am SO pleased to say.
Goodbye from all of us. Andy, Thomas (my dads name), Patrick (his dads name), Bess and me.
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I hope you liked this. Do comment should you wish too, but remember I make no claim to be anything other than someone who enjoys to write, but at the same time know my limitations. All the best and peace. winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk