Hey folks. Thanks for coming along on this journey. This is the final installment of the story. Hope you enjoy it. Stay strong and stay safe. "Marry me." nick thought he'd never hear those words, from Joe or anyone else. After Joe had whispered them, nick grabbed him, held him as tight as he could, and began to cry. Joe was quiet for a while and then he whispered one more time: "Well, now I don't know if you said yes or no." nick just started laughing uncontrollably.
"Did you really have any doubt, Sir?" "Well, frankly, yes." "Kiss me Sir. Maybe you won't have any doubts." "MMMMM. I think that means yes," Joe smiled when they were done, and nick started laughing "OF COURSE IT DOES YOU KNUCKLEHEAD." Joe pulled nick's hands from around him and pinned him down on the bed. "I have been wanting to ask you that question for a while. I just assumed you'd say no. But the thought... the thought of having you to come home to each and every day... Apart from thrilling me... is getting me so damn HOT. I want you again." "Then take me Sir."
Then the planning began, and there was a lot of it. The first thing Joe and nick had to decide was: how did they tell Becky? Joe had an idea. "How about I tell her first? When she and I are together and you're working?" nick was skeptical, but then he thought "he's going to be the man of the house. I trust him." And he told Joe to do it. Joe did it one Saturday when nick was covering a brunch shift. He had taken Becky to the park already, they had had lunch at her favorite pizza restaurant, and now they were sitting together. Joe rarely had "cold feet." He did now.
"Becky, can I talk to you about something important?" Becky looked up. "If I can ask you a question first, Guncle Joe". "Ok, go ahead. I'll try because you ask hard questions." "Well, this one should be easy." She took a deep breath and huffed. "Do you love my uncle Nick?" Joe smiled. "Very much Becky." "I knew that." she smiled. "That wasn't really my question though. My question is." And she huffed and her voice got high: "IF YOU LOVE UNCLE NICK WHY HAVEN'T YOU MARRIED HIM?" Well, that made Joe's talk MUCH easier. "I'm going to be a flower girl, right, Guncle Joe?" "We're going to have two Beckys as flower girls. A small one - you - and a big one - from my office. " "Who's prettier?" She asked and Joe laughed. "Oh, I think you're both pretty." "That's the wrong answer Guncle Joe. Get with the program. SO, when are you doing it?" "God you sound like the other Becky." She laughed. "Maybe we all think the same."
When nick came home, Becky took the stress of him telling her away by meeting him at the door with a hug and a "CONGRATULATIONS UNCLE NICK. YOU'RE GETTING YOUR WISH!" "His wish? Tell me Becky," Joe was in the room, and nick began to blush "BECKY NO. NO. STOP TALKING!." She just smiled. "Guncle Joe, when you're not here sometimes, Uncle Nick sings about you: that song about "will you marry me bill? But he sings Joe." "IS THAT RIGHT?" Joe looked at nick who smiled, and blushed. "BUSTED UNCLE NICK" Joe smiled.
"It's not going to be hard to give up the house, Sir" nick was cuddling with Joe after Becky had gone to bed one Sunday night. As usual, he had his head on Joe's chest, and Joe's hand ran over nick's right pec ever so gently. After nick brought up the house, Joe hugged him closer. "You're good with moving in with me?" "I wanted to move in since I cleaned it out Sir. You know how people talk about memories with a house? Mine aren't good. " Joe rubbed nick's eyebrow gently. "We're going to make our own GOOD memories, you and I. And Becky too." Then he smiled . "Now how about some bang bang, as Becky puts it." "Yes sir." nick smiled when Joe dropped his hand to nick's cock. Since nick had said yes, Joe had become even more sexually voracious than he had been before. There wasn't a night when Joe's dick wasn't in his mouth, or his ass, or both. And the bondage games. On the days when Becky wasn't around, Joe had him tied up almost all of the time, either on the chair, or the bed, or hogtied on the floor. Sometimes Joe gagged him, sometimes he used a vibrator, and sometimes both. At the start, nick loved it. Now, he "liked it." He spent a lot of time thinking about how their relationship had changed: nick had always been a bottom: some of his boyfriends had called him a "lazy bottom." If he was, Joe seemed perfectly happy with it. From the first day, Joe had taken charge and nick loved it. Now, he was taking even more charge of their relationship, and nick wasn't sure if he was going to stop liking it, and that scared him. He never thought of himself as a sub, but since Joe came along, more and more of his submissive side came out. He knew it. He knew the day that Joe pretended he was going to cut off nick's ponytail. In a flash, nick thought "if it's Joe or the ponytail, it's Joe." He still felt that way, but Joe had never brought up the hair thing again. There were other things. When nick began to show stubble on his chest, Joe just looked at him. "Tonight. Shaving. " nick simply said "yes sir," and then he got shaved, and fucked. And that's how it was: Joe said something, he did it. There was never an argument: nick wasn't afraid of Joe: he WAS afraid of LOSING Joe. But he also liked every single thing Joe did.
During the planning, Joe asked nick once: "would you like to go back to being a masseur? No more waiting tables?" nick hadn't really thought about it. He loved it when he was a masseur, but he made so much more money in his current job. Joe saw him mulling it over. He "got it," so he tried something else. "You didn't finish school you told me, right?" "No Sir. I didn't know how to balance work and school so I dropped out." "Ever think of going back?" "All the time, Sir." Joe took nick's hand. "You know, we can afford that, nick. You don't need to work anymore." nick began to slowly cry. "You're serious, right?" "Yeah, I'm serious. If you're gonna give up the house, that'll bring in money. That's yours. And even if it didn't, we don't need it. " nick continued to cry. "Am I too old?" Joe laughed. "Probably, but who cares? Let's investigate it. but nick..." he looked into nick's eyes. "This may break us up but... I REALLY don't want you working once we're married." nick had a feeling that Joe felt that way. When he had done the work at Joe's house, there was a lot of evidence that Joe was very traditional and wanted a somewhat old fashioned relationship. After working all those years, and having to be "the responsible one," much of this appealed to nick. Still, he wondered, and he asked. It took courage, but he asked "Sir, do you want a husband or a wife?" Joe began to laugh. "Oh, nick. You put your finger on it. Let me tell you how Rebecca put it: you don't want a husband, you want a subband." "Subband Sir?" "A husband who is completely 100% submissive. That's sort of right but sort of not. In the bedroom, it's absolutely right. Outside of the bedroom." He paused and took a breath. "You know I'm very jealous and possessive, don't you?" "Uh, Sir, I saw it just very recently." nick smiled. "It was HOT. VERY hot." "I HATE the idea of you being out and being cruised by other guys when I'm at the office." "You have nothing to worry about Sir. And really... what makes you think other students won't cruise me?" Joe grinned. "Because you're too old." nick got up. "I AM NOT TOO OLD. IF I'M TOO OLD YOU'RE FUCKING ANCIENT. " They began to wrestle and nick, notwithstanding being a high school wrestler, found himself on the floor, Joe's tongue in his mouth, feeling Joe's hard cock up against him. Then Joe stopped. "Seriously. If it's a deal breaker, then tell me what you want. I just want to come home to you. Every night." "Let's try it Sir. I think I could get a job if I wanted one. Now...I want something more than a job right now. I want your cock in my mouth. " "Your wish is my command, husband to be." "You mean subband Sir" "No, I mean husband." When they were finished with the blowjob, Joe said "you know, I realize now where you got your sub training." "Where's that Sir?" nick was curious, and Joe laughed. "Becky. We both have to face it. If there's a DOM in this house, she's it."
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So, Nick's house went on the market. Big Rebecca knew a good real estate firm, and she practiced real estate law herself, so Nick was in good hands. So was "baby Becky" as they started calling her, or "Little Rebecca." The two "becs" hadn't met each other before and when they did, it was love at first sight. They shared a love of chocolate, and cotton candy, as well as fashion including kitten heels. "Don't you find them painful?" Big Rebecca asked Becky when they went out to shop for flower girl dresses (Joe and nick were going their own way on their wedding suits. They weren't using best men, and they wanted the "beck sisters" as nick started calling them, to pick what they wanted to wear). "Yeah, I do but fashion hurts " is what Becky answered, provoking a rolling laugh from Big Rebecca. "Are we related darling? I think we must be". Becky looked at her and shrugged her shoulders. "I guess we CAN be if you like. " "Well would you like that cupcake?" Becky smiled. "YEAH. I need a big sister." "A BIG SISTER! Not an aunt, not a grandmother, not a cousin, but a big sister. Know what I think that means, Becky? I think that means chocolate ice cream." "With sprinkles, Rebecca?" "Is there any other way?" Yes, they were a match. They found outfits that they decided they really shouldn't show nick or Joe. Rebecca made an appointment with her hair dresser for the two of them to get, as she put it, "gussied" the day before. "How about we head home, surprise the boys, darling?" Rebecca suggested (nick and Becky had moved in with Joe, and they were moving their stuff in, little by little). "Well, ok, sis" Becky began to giggle. "But we have to be quiet. Lately, everytime they think I'm not around, Uncle Nick and Guncle Joe are doing bang bang." "BANG BANG? What's that?" Becky began to laugh. "Well, you know... If one of them were a girl it'd be this." She made a circle with her left thumb and forefinger, and pushed her right middle finger through it. Rebecca almost spat out her ice cream. "BANG BANG? " "Yeah, that's what I call it, because , well, I heard nick telling a friend once he loved it when Guncle Joe banged him." Rebecca thought she was going to have a convulsion, she was laughing so hard. "BECKY! I REALLY think we need to spend some more time together.
WAIT. Before we go home, let's go into this toy store. I wanna get something for your uncle and guncle." They went in and, while it was difficult, Rebecca found two, very small toy guns. "GUNS? Uncle nick HATES violence, sis." "Well, this is why." she handed Becky a gun and said "BANG." Becky began to laugh. "OH, BANG BANG. HA HA HA . That's funny." She paused. "You like me Rebecca don't you?" "LIKE YOU? Becky, I think you're my new best friend. Now, let's go home and try on these shoes. We're gonna have to practice. " When they walked into the house, Becky listened. "Yup. They're doing bang bang. You can hear my uncle. " Indeed Rebecca heard the sounds of someone saying "OH YEAH. MORE. MORE. PLEASE SIR I WANT SOME MORE."
She lowered her voice. "Let's freak them out." Rebecca opened wide. "ANYBODY HOME?" "OH SHIT" she heard Joe say, and then she heard the rustling. She put her finger over her lips and turned to Becky. "We have to pretend we don't know." nick was the first one to come out. He had thrown on some pajama pants and came out. His hair was loosened and he was embarrassed. "Joe won't come out until he's fully dressed." Rebecca was telling Becky, who shook her head and nick began to laugh. "What's this about my needing to dress fully?" Joe came out fully dressed. "Your hair isn't combed sweet puss" Rebecca grinned as Joe ran his hand through his hair. "We didn't expect you back so soon." "Becky is a woman of firm opinion. It was all over pretty quickly. We spend more time deciding on dessert than anything else. " Joe came over and put his arm around nick. "So this is my soon to be husband Rebecca" "And it's nice to meet you nick. But Joe lied. He said he was better looking than you." "I SAID NO SUCH THING TROUBLEMAKER." "I LIKE you," Becky turned to Rebecca. Later she explained to Rebecca that nick really didn't believe anyone would ever look at him. That's why he worked out at home so much.
There were the usual parties. nick's restaurant threw him one. The manager hugged him. "I guess next time you're back you'll be AT Joe's table, not waiting on it." "If he wants me to wait on him, I will." nick smiled, embarrassing Joe and raising a WOOOOOOOOOOO from the rest of the staff. Joe just leaned over and kissed him. He whispered "you ARE gonna be waiting on me tonight you sexy Greek." The party at Joe's law office was somewhat different, and made nick think. Of course the law office was dressier. nick tied back his hair, put on a jacket and began looking for a necktie. "You can use one of mine, but why would you do that, love?" Joe asked. "Uh, I don't want to embarrass you Sir." "nick, you're gonna be the best looking man at the office, and younger by about twenty years. No no necktie for you." He grinned. "That way I can think of what I'm gonna do to your sweet neck when we get back." At that party one of the lawyers asked nick "So what medium do you work in?" nick was confused. "I'm not an artist." "OH, I'm sorry. I saw the ponytail and I just thought..." As he walked through the party he heard some remarks that suggested Joe was marrying "beneath him." He went looking for Joe but found Rebecca first. "Nick-o, you always look serious but tonight you look like... well, you look like one of the secretaries kissed you and you wanna puke. What happened?" "Ah, it was nothing. I just heard..." "OH THE ASSHOLES THAT WORK HERE. Let me tell you something nick. First of all, I've been working with Joe for a long, LONG time. You won't find a better man, and he's just... well, if you knew how long he's been crushing on you. And these other shits. You know they charge them extra at whore houses because they're so hideous." nick laughed and he felt Joe's hand on his shoulder. "You know, you're so goddamn sexy I wanna leave my own party early so...." "BANG BANG" Rebecca started laughing. Joel smiled. "MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYBE" There was no maybe about it.
So we're getting to the end, and we can't end without something to make you cry and that's coming up. But first... Joe and nick had decided NOT to give each other wedding gifts. The rings were enough. But of course, they were both going to ignore it. Joe's gift was, well, typically Joe. He knew how important fitness was to nick and how hard he worked out with his makeshift gym. One day, when Joe came home he smiled at nick. "Can you sit down for a minute, sweets? I picked something up today and I wanted to give it to you as soon as I could. Otherwise, it's gonna burn a hole in my jacket." He handed nick a gym membership at one of the really, REALLY good gyms in town. "REALLY? OH MY GOD, JOE... " nick looked at his fiance': "Are you gonna join me?" "Don't press your luck." "No , really, we should..." Joe put a finger on nick's lips. "When you can flip me and get your cock in me, I'll join the gym." "Well, why don't we try right now? " "Why don't we?" Joe grabbed nick and carried him into the bedroom. BANG BANG followed. Now the gift of the gym membership put nick in a quandary. He didn't have that kind of money, and he really, REALLY didn't know what to get Joe: more sex toys? Leather underwear? He thought about it and thought about it and then... he came up with an idea. He went out and spent some money on a very fancy wooden box. Then he took a trip to the guy who'd been cutting his hair for over fifteen years. He had cut nick's brother's hair too. "Emiio, know why I'm here?" "You want a wave or something for your wedding nick?" "Actually no. Get your shears. " nick pulled the ponytail at the back. "CUT IT OFF. Then make what's left pretty." Emilio held onto another chair. "Cut it off? You want... " "CUT IT OFF. Just dont' throw it out. Keep it tied up and give it to me when it's done." "Ok nico. You make the decisions. It'll grow back." "Only if I let it." To tell the truth, nick winced hard when he felt the scissor cutting through the mass, but he thought "It's the past. I held onto it too long. I have a future now." He took the ponytail, put it in the box, and waited for Joe to come home. When Joe did, nick was in another room. "Studboy? Topman's HORNY. Where's his boy?" Nick came out, wearing a white buttondown and tight jeans, with the box in his hand. "NICK. WHAT THE...." "Don't be made at me Sir. I .. I couldn't think of what to give you so... I wanted to give you.. well, I don't know what to say. I mean, I guess I was thinking that by showing you I was giving up the past, I was planning a future with you. Whether I grow it back or not, is up to you." He handed Joe the box, and when Joe saw what was in it." "OH, nick! I... you've given me so much. SO MUCH." He embraced him. Horny got replaced by something else and.. well, it wasn't BANG BANG.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx And so the house where nick and Becky has been sold and the money went into a fun for Becky's college education. Only the wedding remained. Relatively speaking, it was sedate: 35 people, and the most noteworthy part of it was the two flower girls: tall and short, in their pink and pale green gowns, and pink straw hats with green ribbons, on their kitten heels, walking down the aisle with lillies and carnations. Joe, in typical Joe fashion, wore his newest business suit, a white shirt and a red tie. He looked like he would faint. nick had asked Becky for help, and she found him a tight fitting, fashionable blue suit and a grey button down shirt. "Don't wear a tie uncle. Do that for Joe. He likes you casual." He had a new hairstyle: simple but elegant, and when Joe saw him, he whispered "the hell with the wedding, let's start the honeymoon now." nick whispered back "I'm wearing a gold thong underneath this." Joe's response "it's gonna be shreds before tomorrow morning." "Promises promises," nick whispered back. He paid for that in the honeymoon suite, after the "I do's" the wedding cake, the dances and everything else. "I love you nick" was all Joe said, after he had in fact ripped the thong to pieces (with his teeth), and lifted nick's ankles up on his shoulders. "I love you too Sir Joe. Don't be gentle." And that's about all there is to day, except, well, Joe had one more surprise. At the reception, he handed nick an envelope. "Just a little present. " It contained two tickets to Greece. "I'VE NEVER BEEN" nick exclaimed. Joe smiled. "You're going to love it." They did. Little Becky and Big Rebecca spoiled themselves every night, and while nick wasn't pleased with the purple streak in his niece's hair, he realized: they were part of something bigger now, not just the two of them. So there it is folks. Joe and nick ARE living happily ever after. nick did enroll in college and he's studying - ready for this - classics. Becky is finishing up school and is beginning to look at law school. Every morning, Joe says "Thank you" to whatever's out there. He feels totally blessed. And every night... nick finds out what it means to be a "subband."