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Chastity and Service
Hitched (Part 1)
"Here is your room key, gentleman," the man said from behind the desk. "And congrats on your wedding."
"Thanks," Bo replied.
The venue we had picked was north of town. Woods and hills surrounded it, and a creek and old mill sat at the back of the property, giving it a very rustic appearance. Across from the facility, there was a brand new hotel built, and Bo and I decided to get a room there so we could be on our own after the ceremony. Many of the wedding party had booked rooms there as well. I had let Bo take care of the arrangements, but I did not know that he had gone all out and got the Presidential Suite for us. When we got to the top floor, and he opened the door, I was floored.
"Babe!" I exclaimed. "We are only here for one night!"
Bo laughed and rubbed my shoulders.
"Oh, hush. I think we both deserve a little pampering."
There was a large dining room in front of us and a small kitchen. Around the corner, the living room was furnished with a couch, chair, and TV, and then a door led into a large bedroom with a king-sized bed. The bathroom was tiled in white with marble countertops and a huge jacuzzi tub with a three-person shower at the far end.
"This is amazing," I replied.
Bo kissed my neck and then went to hang his clothes. We had decided to just go with formal suits for the wedding instead of tuxes, but we also had our suitcases since we would be flying to Key West in the morning. I needed to iron my shirt, and I saw that Bo's required pressing, too, so I pulled out the ironing board and got to work on that while he put things away and went into the bathroom to clean up. The ceremony was to begin at 5 pm, and we needed to be there by 3:30 pm, which gave us an hour to get showered and ready.
I had just finished starching and pressing our clothes when Bo walked into the bedroom damp with a towel around his waist, twirling something around his neck.
"What is that?" I asked.
"The key to that cage of yours," Bo said with a smile.
I rolled my eyes.
"I bet you are more excited about that than the wedding."
"Oh, please," Bo replied. "But it will be the icing on the cake of a great day."
I laughed as he dropped his towel and then I paused to admire his body. I still found him hot as hell and counted myself lucky he wanted to spend his life with me.
"You better get cleaned up!" Bo said as he grabbed his underwear.
"Yeah, yeah," I replied as I stripped down and walked into the bathroom.
When we were dressed, we headed down into the hotel lobby, where we met up with Todd and Rob. They were not staying at the hotel with us and had just arrived. Rob had a box of flowers for everyone's lapels, and he made sure they were pinned correctly before we made our way across the street. Upon arrival, the people who ran the place let us in to inspect everything, and then Todd went with Bo to a room on one side of the facility, and Rob led me to another to keep us separate until everything started.
"I still think this is a stupid tradition not to see him till the wedding starts," I said as Rob opened the door to the dressing room and let me in.
"Just go with it," Rob said. "It is not like you have to wear a veil to hide or anything."
"True," I replied with a laugh.
Rob grabbed a water bottle from the counter and sat down on the sofa with me and rubbed my leg.
"Are you nervous?"
"Are you kidding me?" I asked. "I'm about to pee myself."
Rob laughed as a knock came on the door. He got up and opened it, and Mateo and Max appeared, smiling.
"Hey, guys!" I replied as I stood up. "Come on in!"
The guys walked in and gave each of us hugs and then sat in some seats facing Todd and me on the sofa.
"We saw your parents arriving just as we got here," Max said. "They told us they would only come back here if you wanted them to. They didn't want to crowd you."
"No worries," I replied.
"And here!" Mateo said as he pulled a flask from his back pocket. "Take a few swigs of this for liquid courage."
I laughed and took a few sips of the bourbon. It was strong, and my eyes got wide.
"Go easy on that!" Max replied.
"Thanks, guys," I said. "I'm so happy to have you a part of the day."
"We all have come a long way in just a few years," Mateo replied. "Haven't we?"
"For sure," Max said. "I still remember meeting you and Bo for the first time."
"Oh yeah!" I replied. "At my Uncle's house, right? I remember that. Kenny asked us to convince you to be one of John's subs."
Max grinned.
"Well, I had pretty much the intention, but seeing you two and getting to know you sold me on it for sure."
"I'm going to go check on a few things, but I will be back," Rob said as he stood.
"Ok, Papa," I replied as he left.
"Bo told me you agreed to remove your cage tonight for him," Max said with a smile.
"Yeah," I replied.
"Am I still the last one to have seen you uncaged?" Max asked.
"You are," I replied. "I haven't been uncaged and had my nub handled since you gave me my last blowjob on my graduation day."
"That was hot," Max said. "You had a nice stiff nub. I was impressed."
"Agreed," Mateo replied. "It was hard to believe that was stuffed in that cage, and you came so much that when Max shared the load with me, I had a mouthful."
I laughed.
"Of course, Max came even more when I gave him his last blowjob."
"Fuck, I am sorry about that, bro," Max replied. "Kenny told me later it was dripping out of your mouth when you went to share it with Alex."
Mateo howled.
"It was the highlight of the ceremony! And you tasted really good!"
Max blushed and I smiled.
"Well, it is just for one night, and it was something Bo wanted me to do," I said. "He is even wearing the key around his neck under his clothes today."
Mateo laughed.
"That's the dom in him showing."
"I am not surprised he ended up being a switch," Max said. "He always gave me that vibe. I never really saw him as a true sub."
"Yeah," I replied. "It just took him a while to realize that."
"I'm gonna have to compare notes with him after your honeymoon to see if anything has changed down there," Max said as he pointed at my crotch. "You know. To see if there has been any shrinkage."
"Well, you have both seen my smaller cage," I replied with a grin.
"And I love it," Mateo replied. "Sir Gabriel wants me in one that size, too. It makes you look like your balls are even bigger."
"Lord, listen to us talk about shrinking our nubs and permanent chastity," I replied. "We have embraced our roles, haven't we?"
"I never had any doubts!" Max said with a smile.
A knock on the door came, and when it opened, Todd walked in.
"Hey, Sir!" I replied. "Is everything going ok?"
"Yes, boy," Todd replied. "People are arriving, and our neighbor Scott showed up with your wedding cake. It looks amazing!"
"Oh, I can't wait to see!" I replied.
Todd laughed.
"He told me to tell Pup Diesel that he was proud of him."
I turned red when Max and Mateo looked at me.
"Pup Diesel?" Max asked.
"Yeah," I replied. "I work around Scott's house, and he likes to put me in pup gear to play with me after."
"That is so cute," Mateo replied. "I bet you are the best boy."
I chuckled.
"I try to present my tail the best way I can."
Todd laughed.
"How is Bo?" I asked.
"He is doing ok," Todd replied. "Jay, Johnny, and Ryan are sitting with him."
"Have you seen Chris or Tim?" I asked.
"Tim is here," Todd said. "His pants lost a button, and your mother is sewing a new one on for him in another room. He will stop by here when that is done. Rick and Chris arrived about ten minutes ago. They are mingling and talking at the moment. Should I send them back too?"
"No, Sir," I replied. "I was just asking."
"I think we will head out and mingle for a while, too," Max said. "If that is ok."
"Go for it!" I replied.
Mateo stood and waved at me as he followed Max out, and then Todd sat next to me and put his arm behind my shoulders.
"Well, boy, do you have any last things to ask or say before you get hitched?"
"Only to say I am happy you are here to share this with us," I replied. "You and Papa."
Todd hugged me and smiled.
"I'll always be here for you, boy."
After my mother got his pants fixed, Tim finally showed up, and Todd left us to talk. He sat with me for the next hour as the time grew near for the beginning of the ceremony. I think he was as nervous as I was since he kept playing with his tie. It was amazing to think that I hardly knew the boy just a few months ago, and now he was one of my best men.
When the door opened again, Rob appeared and told me it was time. Tim walked out to join the rest of the party, and Rob stood with me until we were told to head down the hall. As we turned the corner and neared the entrance to the large room where we would be, I saw my parents smiling at me. Dad cleaned up pretty well, and he had trimmed his beard. My mother had on a blue and white dress and a handkerchief in her hand to dab her eyes.
"Hey, honey," my mother said as she wiped a tear. "You look great!"
"You two as well!" I replied.
"I will leave you here and walk in," Rob said.
"Ok, Papa," I whispered in his ear.
Since Bo had no family at the ceremony, Todd had agreed to walk him down the aisle. Although I could not see it happen, we had practiced it the evening before, so when the music started, my parents and I waited for him to reach the front. When the doors finally opened, I took my mother's hand, and my Dad followed behind as I walked up to the front. Bo was standing at the end of the aisle, smiling at me as I came nearer with our best men on either side.
I could see that the room was packed. All of my friends had come, and many of the subs in town showed up. John was standing halfway down on the left, and he nodded to me as I passed. When I reached the front, I helped my mother to her seat, and my father sat next to her as I walked forward and stood next to Bo. I winked at him and took a breath before turning to Kenny.
"Welcome, and please be seated," Kenny announced to the audience. "Thank you all for committing to be here today as Bo and Matt pledge their love for one another and make a truly wonderful commitment of their own. Life is made up of a series of commitments: work, friends, family, community, and even to ourselves. But making this marriage commitment to the one you love can be the most fulfilling of one's entire life. Yes, it is a commitment of time, resources, and emotion to another, but marriage is the commitment you also make to yourself. You commit to bettering yourself every day, working to be the best possible partner you can be for your beloved. And It's not just a commitment to give love, but also to allow yourself to be open enough to receive it back."
I smiled and turned to Bo, and he reached out and squeezed my hand and smiled in return.
"Many of us have experienced the seemingly counterintuitive feeling that giving feels more rewarding than receiving," Kenny continued. "Your whole body, mind, and heart are filled with content and joy when you give and see how positively it affects those receiving. A healthy, happy marriage consists of two partners who are wholeheartedly ready and willing to give and receive, just as Bo and Matt so obviously are. And so now is the time for Bo and Matt to officially make the marriage commitment."
Bo took a breath and then stared at me. I could tell he was getting emotional, but I was hoping he would not break down because I would lose it, too.
"Do you, Bo take Matt to be your husband?" Kenny asked. "To give love, support, and understanding and fully accept these things as well?"
"I do," Bo replied.
"And do you, Matt take Bo to be your husband?" Kenny asked. "To give love, support, and understanding and fully accept these things as well?"
"I do," I replied.
"Wedding rings are our emotions brought into the physical world," Kenny said. "They are a symbol of everlasting love and a symbol to show the world that you have been fortunate enough to enter into this marriage commitment. Each time you slip your ring on or off, remember this day and how you feel now, and let each and every day of your marriage be full of the same love and adoration for each other you experience now. And now the future couple will present each other with their rings as they repeat after me."
My nephew Joe was pushed forward by my younger brother, and he walked up and held a box up to us.
"Here you go!" he yelled.
There was a laugh in the crowd, and Bo took the box from him and pulled out our rings. I had not seen the official ones yet. When he proposed to me, he had given me a silver one that had a black band around it, but we agreed we wanted something really special as our official ring, so he had talked to Todd about it and worked on creating something unique. They were made of white gold and had gold and black Celtic knots around the band with our wedding date etched inside and the words 'I love you'. Bo winked at me when my eyes widened, and I grinned at seeing them. He handed one to me and took the other as we repeated Kenny's words.
"Matt, please accept this ring as a symbol of my love for you," Bo said as he placed mine on my finger. "It's my promise that wherever our journey takes us, I will be there for you wholeheartedly. With this ring, I thee wed."
"Bo, please accept this ring as a symbol of my love for you," I replied as I placed it on his finger. "It's my promise that wherever our journey takes us, I will be there for you wholeheartedly. With this ring, I thee wed."
"Marriage is that wonderful commitment that allows you to give of yourself fully and freely every day," Kenny said. "I know for a fact these two know the meaning of such service."
I chuckled as Bo and I shared a look with Kenny, who smiled before continuing.
"For each new day is a new opportunity to make your partner feel loved and appreciated, which in turn fills you with that special feeling of joy. When both partners commit to each other fully, marriage becomes a never-ending circle of love and support."
Kenny then put his notes down, placed his hands on our shoulders, and looked out at the crowd.
"I am thrilled to officially introduce Bo and Matt Houston as a wedded couple. You two may now enjoy your first official married kiss."
Yes, I took Bo's last name, and it was a little odd hearing myself called that for the first time, but when I turned to Bo, he grinned, grabbed my face, pulled me close, and kissed me deeply. The movement surprised me as we had only quickly kissed in our rehearsal.
"Hey!" came the voice of Chris. "Save that for the bedroom!"
Everyone laughed, and we broke our embrace and smiled and waved as we walked back out of the room, followed by the rest of the wedding party.
Our first stop was the area right behind the venue for pictures. Fortunately, the weather cooperated, and it was a lovely sunny spring day. One of Rob's friends agreed to be the photographer, and we got the standard shots with everyone involved, but we also got some family shots of Todd, Rob, Bo, and me and some group shots with all my sub friends that were in attendance. It took us about forty-five minutes to get all the photos, and I was ready to head back in and join everyone else.
The first order of the reception, after being introduced again, was to have our first dance. I was dreading this, but I let Bo lead, and it was a slow dance, so I didn't fuck up things too badly. After two songs, we had a champagne toast before sitting down to eat, which, frankly, was the thing I was looking forward to the most.
The spread was delicious. Rick had coordinated with Todd to arrange roast turkey, gravy, and all the trimmings, plus many appetizers, fruits, and sweets. Over the next two hours, there was lots of dancing, eating, and socializing, and Rob was tasked with keeping an eye on young Joe, which was a full-time job. My nephew typically has so much energy I can barely stand him for more than thirty minutes.
Bo kept a close eye on the cake, counting the minutes till we could dive into it. Scott had done a fantastic job. The cake had four tiers and was light on the icing as I had told him I was not a huge fan of it. He also had designed two groom's cakes. Bo's had a Texas flag on it with some boots and a cowboy hat in the corner, and mine had a dog squatting with his tongue hanging out with the name 'Diesel' on the tag around its neck. I nearly died when I saw it, and Bo busted out laughing. My parents were very confused, but I told them it was an inside joke.