The Professor and Sean

The Professor and Sean, Part 17

by Scotty

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We all find treasure in the strangest places; it is the wonder of being alive.

Scotty The Professor and Sean - Part 17

i

The day dragged on. My classes went well, but I noticed that I kept thinking about Sean. I wondered how he would respond to the ceremony I had planned for our trip to Vermont. I began to think I should tell him today. I shouldn't wait until Thursday as he might object to the whole idea. "Your romantic side got the best of you in this little caper, didn't it?" I thought to myself.

The phone rang and it was Kevin. I told him briefly about my converstaion with Cathy this morning. He was pleased she didn't suggest the he and Jerrod should split. He related to me that Jane had been aghast at first, but calmed down. When he left her office, she had given tacit approval to the living arrangement. He had wished she would have been more solid in her approval.

He had made his mind up about one thing he told me.

"If they tell me I can't live with and love Jerrod, then I will resign. Jerrod has already agreed that he will leave with me. He knows he will be in for some heavy shit from his parents, but he doesn't care. He loves me and he wants to be with me. Last night was one of the most wonderful nights of my life. When you love someone, making love is an easy, wonderful thing."

"I'm glad everything is going okay for you two. I could tell you were deeply in love just by watching the way you looked at each other." I told Kevin.

"You mean the way you and Sean look at each other?" Kevin asked.

"Yeh, just that way. Did you do your little job for me? I inquired.

"Sure did. You will be happy to know that 18 is the youngest age of a partner in the ceremony. There are some other things you also need to know. We can talk at lunch tomorrow and I can give you the details. But that part of you plan is golden. I told Jerrod last night when we were making love. He's excited and hoped we would be able to be there. Is there anything else that Jerrod and I can do to help with the surprise?

"Not really, Kev. At least not at the moment. If I think of anything, I will tell you at lunch tomorrow. How about the faculty dining room at 12:30?"

"Perfect, see you then. Ryan, you are a lucky man and believe me you deserve all the love that you man showers on you. I wish I had been wiser, but that's water over the dam. Bye."

I sat quietly thinking about Kevin and our past together. I began to believe that what happened to us was part of some master plan. Because of our breakup, I was finally able to find the love of my life and it looked to me that now Kevin had also found true love with Jerrod. My thoughts had taken me a million miles away and I hadn't heard Sean slip into my office and close the door. I did hear the lock turned, but played the fool and went about looking at some papers. Sean loved surprising me with a kiss or a hug. I waited for something to happen, but there was just silence.

I was a little nervous. Then Sean coughed. I looked up quickly from my desk. He stood there completely naked with an enormous hardon. I just stared at him.

"I missed you all day," said Sean, "and I want you now. I am not waiting until we get home. So, strip and get on your desk and pull those beautiful legs back so I can mount you and fuck you like a madman." said a laughing Sean.

"Sean, we can't do it here in my office. My god, what if someone comes to the door to see me. What then?"

"Don't answer until we both cum. Now get with it, hon. I am really horny."

I stood up and took off my jacket. Sean came to me and kissed me deeply with loads of hot tongue.

My cock was hard. Sean pulled my necktie off and opened my shirt. He pulled it out of my trousers and leaned down and sucked on my nipples. I was ready for anything now. He undid my belt and my trousers fell to my ankles. Sean was smiling at me. He pulled my boxers down and pushed me into my chair. He quickly pulled my shoes and socks off and then my trousers and boxers.

He pulled me to my feet and grabbed my blood engorged cock and led me around the desk. With one quick movement he swept all the stuff off my desk, including my telephone. He hung up the receiver which had fallen off. He pushed me back onto the desk and pulled me to the edge of the desk so that my ass was there. Then he pushed my legs back and I pulled them to my chest and waited. Sean was really horny, all I got was some spit on my asshole and some on his huge cock.

"I am going to fuck you, Ry, and I plan to fuck you hard and deep until we both cum. Are you ready, hon?"

For an answer I reached out to him and drew him to me. I felt his cock rub against my rosebud which I relaxed as much as I could. I knew this was going to be a rough ride. Sean placed the head of his cock against my hole and pushed quickly and hard into my ass tunnel. It hurt a great deal, but I wanted him in me so I didn't let on how much he was hurting me. As he continued to fuck me slowly and deeply, the hurt went away and I enjoyed his cock rubbing my love button each time he fucked me. He leaned into my and kissed me as he fucked my ass. Then he took my hard cock into his warm,moist mouth, and as he fucked me he started to suck my cock. I was in ecstasy.

Sean increased his speed and I was begging him for more. Both of us aware of where we were, kept our voices almost to a whisper, but our sexual intensity was high. I realized that I was clawing Sean's ass cheeks, trying to pull more of him into me. I wanted all of him in me, to become as it were, a single being fused for eternity in our dance of love.

"I can't hold off much longer, lover. I will try but, but, I am going to shot. Oh, god, Ry, this is so hot." Then his cock started to grow in size and fill my guts completely. My own love tool began to quiver and then it spurt forth a shower of love juice. The spasms of Sean's hard cock was evidence that he was filling me with his essence. I marveled at how wonderful it all felt, how much I wanted him in me, how it made me feel complete and loved. He was kissing me now sharing my cum with me. He moved to my bruised hole and sucked his cum out of my tortured ass, and shared it with me in a kiss of passion. We looked at each other and smiled.

"I love you, Sean." I whispered.

"And you, my husband to be, I love you completely." answered Sean. It was then that the telephone rang and we both jumped like frightened rabbits. Sean handed me the telephone, and I did the best I could to collect myself.

"Hello, oh, hi Rog. Did you interrupt anything? No, not really. Sean is here and we were just hanging out. We're getting ready to head home. Oh good. That's great. Nothing else that I can think of, but if there is I will let you know. Sure, I will. Bye. Rog said hello. Nothing that important, just that he checked on some things and let me know what was happening. He's a good guy."

"He is a wonderful guy. He had helped me a great deal with my piano playing. I know he is supposed to, but his knowledge of technique are amazing. He's also just a pleasant, caring man. But you are ever better. Ry, you are the tops." said Sean playfully. I kissed him as we continued to pull on our clothes.

We were finally dressed and had straightened out our hair and clothes. We would not look strange leaving the office together as we did most afternoons. And frankly, I didn't care what anyone thought. The majority of faculty and students knew we were lovers, so why shouldn't we go home together. I would leave in an instant if anyone threatened Sean again.

"You ready, Stud?" I asked Sean.

"For what? You want more of me, is that it?" said Sean smiling his deadly smile.

"Hmmm. Maybe that's true, but let's get home first. Then you can try to tire me out with your love making. I think that would be a super way to become exhausted. Love you."

We left the office, walked slowly across the quad and to the lot. We got in the car and started for home. Sean was rubbing my leg, teasing me as I drove.

"Ry, don't forget we have to make love in the car sometime. It should be fun." Sean remarked.

"Why not the car, we just christened my office desk. What's next in your sexy, horny mind, my lover? Where are you planning to make love to me next?"

"You don't think I am going to tell you. That would spoil all the fun. No, you have to worry about it." laughed Sean.

We pulled into the parking lot, got our stuff out of the car and headed to the townhouse. Every time we reached the door, a little bit of dread crossed my mind. I would never forget that terrible night. But everything was in order.

We dropped our school stuff in the study and then made out way to the kitchen.

"Want a beer?" I asked Sean.

"Sure. Ry, I may seem all easy going and calm, but I am still a little apprehensive about Thursday. I try to get it out of my mind, but it comes back like an itch that you can't reach to scratch. Am I being a little paranoid or something? What do you think, Ry?" asked Sean.

I walked over to him and handed him his beer. I kissed him on the forehead, and then his lips. He took my head in his hands and pulled me into a more passionate kiss.

"Sean, it's perfectly normal to wonder about something like seeing the lawyer. You have no idea what lies ahead there. I guarantee that it isn't anything bad. It may simply be a letter from your parents which they left with the attorney in case they ever were killed together. I am sure they never expected what happened to happen. I will be there with you, baby. I'll hold your hand if you wish. Just try to relax and don't think about it too much. Maybe I will have to have sex with you 24/7. Would that help?"

Sean was laughing now, and his wonderful smile was back. He took a gulp of his beer and sat silently for a moment.

"I know that my parents would never leave anything for me at this time of my life that was bad. It's just that I can't figure out what it could be. That's what, I guess, bothers me. It's the not knowing, Ry. It bugs the hell out of me." said Sean.

I put my arm around his shoulders and told him, "I know, Sean, not knowing is one of the difficulties of life. The future, even if it is only Thursday holds mystery wrapped in a shrowd so that we cannot know what will happen. Think of 9/11. No one could have predicted on that picture-perfect morning that such a dastardly thing could happen. But it did. We should learn from the past, but we usually do not. We don't because we are human and fallible. The moment is important to us; the past is gone, and the future is unpredictable. Oh, damn, I bet I sounded like a professor just now. Sorry, Sean."

"No, hon, you made a great deal of sense to me. Perhaps it isn't such a bad thing to live in the moment because we never know what the future will bring. The past can teach us lessons, and sometimes it does, but if we are involved intensely in the present, much of the past is just remembrance. Did I just sound like a professor, Ry?"

"No, baby, you sounded like the mature, caring, wonderful man I fell in love with and who I plan to marry. We have to think about dinner. I have a couple of steaks we can have. How's that and some baked potatoes. For a veggie, fresh carrots. A salad, some nice rolls, and for dessert...hmmmmm, I think I know what I want for dessert, Sean ala mode."

"I like the sound of the meal, but the dessert sounds the most promising. I may be too full for dessert. If I am, then maybe it could be a nightime snack." said a laughing Sean. I started to make preparations for the meal. Sean excused himself and went to our room.

The sun was slowly moving toward the horizon. It would be a beautiful sunset. Sean came back into the kitchen. He smiled at me and gave me a hug and a kiss. He pulled away a little and asked, "Will you come outside with me on the patio? The sun is setting and it's so beautiful."

"Sean, you know I will go anywhere with you. Just ask me."

We walked through the French doors onto the patio. We sat next to each other and watched the beauty of the sunset. I reached for Sean's hand and took it into mine. I felt such happiness; joy spilling over me: how could I feel differently, I had Sean.

Sean was speaking to me in a hushed voice. "I thought a lot about what I owned that was the most precious to me. It was clear to me that it was the gold bracelet that Mrs. Foster gave me when I graduated. It was the only gift I got. I have treasured it; in fact, I seldom wear it for fear I might loose it. Sean got on his knees, he reached for my right hand, and took from his pocket a gold chain. He put it on my wrist, and he said to me:

"Ryan Taylor this is my vow: I will be with you forever; I will love you and cherish you. I will care for you in illness. I will protect you from harm as best I can, and I will put your happiness above all others including my own. I swear this before God and you." He leaned down and kissed my hand.

I couldn't speak. I was so filled with love for this young man, so taken aback by his solemn vow.

I just wept and pulled him to me as my body shook with sobs. Finally I found my voice and I said to him. "Sean, my partner, my lover, my friend. You have made me a happy man, a joyful man. Wait here, please."

I ran to our room and went to my jewelry box. I found the plain gold band with the one diamond in it. It was beautiful. It has been my grandfather's, and it was my special treasure. I hurried back to the patio. I went up to Sean and fell to my knees. I spoke softly but clearly. "I have in my hand the most precious thing that I own. It was my grandfather's and I treasure it because it represents his total, unselfish love for me. Sean Kelly, this is my vow: I will love you forever; I will love you and cherish you above all others. I will care for you in illness. I will protect you from harm as best I can, and I will put your happiness above all others including my own. I swear this before God and you. I slipped the ring on Sean's finger. Surprisingly is fit. Later we would have to have it cleaned, but it was perfect. I kissed Sean's hand. He wept.

We held each other for a long time. The sun fell below the horizon and the sky was filled with pinks, purples, and reds, Tears of joy fell from our eyes. No one spoke. Darkness began to grow. Sean finally spoke.

"Ryan, how can I show you how much I love you. I feel so safe, so loved when I am with you. I want you always with me. I love you so much, so much. You have made me the happiest man alive." He kissed me gently.

"Sean, I marvel at your maturity. You make me so proud that I have you as my lover, friend, and partner. What we just did, Sean, vow our eternal love to each other is a very serious matter. I take the vow seriously and I know you do to. You realize, don't you, that as far as I am concerned we are married. Imagine, I've only known you a few months and now I am your husband and proud of it. And you are my husband. Our lives now must work toward happiness and mutual fulfillment." I was having difficulty speaking I was so filled with emotion. Sean's head was on my chest and I could tell that he was emotional, too. Finally, I heard him clear his throat and he started talking.

"Ryan, husband. If anything happened to you, I know I would want to die, too. Don't ever leave me. I don't think I could ever be able to be alone again. I,,,,,I, and he was sobbing."

"Listen to me, Sean. The only thing that could take me away from you would be death. And I don't think you have to worry too much about that just now. So perk up, husband. Tonight is another honeymoon - no more tears. Just you and me and love."

Once inside, our emotions somewhat in check, I asked Sean, "Are you ready to help with dinner?"

He just looked at me for a long time with those beautiful eyes, and then said, "No dinner. I want to celebrate our vows."

"What do you mean 'celebrate our vows'?" I asked.

"Come with me to our bed and I will show you, husband."

That wonderful night was filled with love and love making. We celebrated our vows a number of times. It was not until after 3AM that our stomachs began to win the battle.

"You want a steak and stuff, or ice cream, or what? Sean, I am starving."

"Steak sounds good to me; it will build up our stamina. Yeh, let's build up our stamina because I want to make love to you again. And again. And again." said Sean.

I smiled at him and kissed him gently. I knew he would do just what he said he would.

He did, too!

ii

Tuesday dawned cloudy and misty. There was a raw, cool feeling in the air. I snuggled up to Sean and hugged him. He did not respond. I kissed his neck and moved down his back, kissing and licking his smooth back. I decided I could play the game, too. I pulled away from him and turned, my back now to his back. I waited.

Sean turned slowly, he reached out for me and hugged me. I refused to react. He kissed my neck and moved his hands down my back to my ass cheeks. He massaged my ass checks and moved a finger up and down my ass crack. I still did not react. Finally, exasperated with me, he shoved his hard cock into my ass crack and rubbed it up and down, glancing over my rosebud. That was all that I could take. I turned quickly and began to kiss him with passion and lust. He returned my affection.

Sean was laughing lightly. He looked at me and smiled that smile. "Couldn't keep away from me could you? I have power over you, my lover. You cannot resist me. I am your master. Ha, ha, ha! It is so!" he said in the worst imitation of a devlish villain.

I was laughing now. I grabbed Sean's cock and started to jerk it. He was moaning and turned onto his back. He spread his legs, an invitation to me to mount him. I resisted. I kissed his chest, sucked on his nipples and played with his balls. I licked his body, visiting all my favorite places. He was moving about on the bed. I stopped all my efforts. I looked at him and smiled my most sexy smile.

"And, now my lover, who has the power? I have the power, your mentor, your teacher, your hot sexy professor." I was laughing almost out of control. Sean was almost beside himself with laughter.

"Ry, I can't wait, I have to take a piss or my bladder is going to burst. Come with me, lover. Please, don't leave me. I want you with me." whinned Sean. He scrambled out of bed and I followed him into the bathroom. His naked body was beautiful, we stood side by side at the toilet and started to relieve ourselves.

"What a waste of good urine, we could have a golden shower. Too late now." said Sean.

"Yeh, but we have to get going, showers, breakfast, and then the drive to campus. Sean, why don't you drive today. If you drive, I can bother you." I told him.

"Okay, but let's take our shower together. I want to soap you up, hon. I want to run my hands all over your body. I want you to do the same to me. Let's go, lover." he said.

We were in the shower in seconds and were enjoying soaping up each other. We spent special time and effort on the balls, cock, and ass. Every once in a while, we would stroke our lover's cock, and suck on his nipples. Surprisingly, we didn't get beyond that. We dried each other, dressed and headed for the kitchen. Working together we made breakfast in a short time. We had just settled onto our stools when the phone rang. Sean answered.

"Hi, Mom. Just started breakfast, but there's nothing that will get cold. Yeh, a crummy day. Tomorrow is supposed to be back on the good weather track. Who do you want to speak with? Ryan? Hmm, I know a honey, and a lover. Let me check." Sean handed me the phone as he kissed me lightly on the lips.

"Hi Mom. Yeh, he's a regular Bob Hope. Thinks he's the funniest guy in the world. Not really. I think he's the sexiest guy in the world. Yeh, I know, I know. Oh, good. Any problems. No, I haven't. Thought I might wait until Thursday. Why, Mom? Yeh, hadn't thought of that. I'll let you know. Hi, to Dad from me and Sean. Love you both. Bye."

"What was that all about?" questioned Sean

"I asked Mom to do a couple of errands for me. She did them and took care of the things I asked her to do. Nothing very important." I lied.

"Is something going on that I ought to know about, Ry? Does it have to do with me? If it does, please tell me. If it doesn't, then okay."

"It has to do with us, Sean. I would like to wait until Thurday to tell you. But, well, okay, I'll tell you. Sit down. Now, baby listen carefully to me. I told you that when we made vows to each other that was marriage to me. But, we have so many dear friends, and Mom and Dad, well. Please, Sean, don't get angry with me."

"Look, Ryan Taylor, are you going to tell me or am I going to have to fuck you until you confess to me. Now, you sneaky wonderful lover, what's up? And I don't mean your cock. Let's have it. Spill it. Ry, did you notice all those things have sexual overtones. I just want the information."

"I have made arrangements for us to get married in Vermont which recognizes same sex unions. I wanted to surprise you, baby. I guess I was wrong. Forgive me, please." I begged.

Sean sat and stared at me. I was getting very uneasy. I began to realize that I should have told him from the moment I thought about it. Was that a tear running down Sean's face. Shit, I have really done it this time.

"Sean, baby, I only wanted..."

"Shhhhhh. Ry, I can't tell you how wonderful an idea it is and to surprise me, well, I don't think I could have gotten through the ceremony. You can't imagine how much this means to me. To be legally married to you. Thank you, Ry, for loving me this much." Sean was now shedding tears profusely. I went to him and took him in my arms. I loved him so much. I didn't know how to tell him how much. I would have to show him later. I kissed him deeply and told him:

"I love you, my beautiful Sean. I want you to be at my side for the rest of our lives. I want our union to be recognised somewhere as a legal union. Vermont does that. And Mom and Dad wanted a wedding and so did Rog and Greg, and Cathy and Janet, so we are having a wedding. Friday afternoon at the West Hill Inn, just north of Brattleboro. We can work on some of the details ourselves, that is if you are interested and want to."

"Of course I want to. It's our wedding. If it's our wedding, then I want some things done a certain way. I want your Mom and Dad to walk you down the aisle. I want Rog and Greg to walk me down the aisle. I want Jerrod to be a best man for me. I think Kevin should be your best man. I don't want any bouquets, just a white rose in our button hole. I want music, serious stuff until we dance at the reception. There is going to be a reception, isn't there?" asked a breathless Sean. Thank God I told Sean today.

"Of course, you don't think Mom and Rog would let this happen without a reception. That part of it is all taken care of. Mom and Rog have made the arrangements with West Hill Inn. I told them to keep it simple, but you know those two when they get together. Mom and Dad have invited many of our friends. It won't be huge, but it will be sort of big. Mom told me this morning, everyone has accepted so far. No one refused."

"Ry, is it all right if I write something to say to you at the ceremony when we take our vows? I have some things I want to say in front of those witnesses."

"Sure, baby, you can do that. I have already started to do mine. Now you have more time to write yours. We have to get going, Sean. We still have classes today and tomorrow. Then we have some time to ourselves. I'll tell you about that on the way to campus. Come on, baby, you drive today."

We didn't have time to clean up the breakfast dishes. They would have to wait. We picked up our school stuff and headed to the car. Sean was whistling. He was happy. We got in the car and headed toward State. I put my hand on Sean's thigh and caressed it. I could see his penis getting hard. I was having a great time. Sean pulled off the highway into a rest area. He pulled over to a secluded area and turned off the car.

"So you want to play? Well, let's do it right."

He pulled his jeans and bikini down to his knees. I couldn't resist, I undid my seat belt and leaned over and took Sean's throbbing cock deep into my throat. I began to bob on his hard shaft using my tongue as best I could as an inexperienced cocksucker. Sean had grabbed my head and within seconds, he was filling me with his hot manjuice. I swallowed every drop. I sat up, leaned into Sean and kissed him letting him suck on my tongue and explore my mouth so that he could enjoy his cum as much as I did.

"Hmmm, that was worth the stop, Ry. I want to do you, hon. Please, let me suck you. I'll hurry, I want you, please."

In answer, I undid my belt, pulled down my trousers and underwear and let my cock pop out, already wet with precum. Sean was on it in a moment, and sucked me like a man who had just found water on the hot desert. I was still hot from sucking him, so I came quickly. He sucked me dry, and then shared some of my juice with me as he kissed me.

"Now, Sean, we have to get going." We got ourselves back together, and he pulled out of the rest area and we drove immediately to the faculty parking lot. I told him that we would be away until Wednesday on our honeymoon. He was elated."

He won the day from me when he asked me, "Did you say honeymoon, Ry? Isn't that incorrect; I think it should be hornymoon. Am I right?" he asked laughing.

I joined him in laughter. We kissed quickly and we both hurried to our first class of the day. I thought about my telling Sean about the wedding and I was glad that I had done what I did. Waiting until Thursday would not have been fair to Sean. I had so wanted to surprise him. Well, at least he didn't know where we would be spending our "honrymoon" as he called it. I wanted to be near the ocean, even if it was late November. I had heard of a place on the Maine coast that was luxurious and friendly. My Mom had reserved the bridal suite, a large bedroom with a fireplace and jucussi, and a sitting room with a bar, fireplace and floor-to-ceilings windows looking out on the Atlantic and some rocky shoreline of Maine. We would be there Saturday-Wednesday night, returning to campus on Thursday.The night of the ceremony we would be at the West Hill Inn.

After my "Women of Shakespeare" Class, Angela came up to speak to me. She was smiling broadly and gave me a quick hug.

"Dr. Taylor, I am so happy for you and Sean. Dr. Sorenson called me and invited me to your ceremony. Of course, I will be there. I do want to ask you something, do you think it would be possible for Sue Beckman to attend. She is a friend of Sean's and will be disappointed when she finds out and knows she wasn't invited."

"Of course, she can come. I will call Dr. Sorenson and she will take care of the invitation. And, Angela, thanks for telling me about this. I know Sean would be disappointed if Sue wasn't there."

"Good luck, Dr. Taylor. You and Sean deserve it." Angela left with an air of confidence. She was a a great gal. I went back to my office and called Cathy. There was a note that had been shoved under my door. I opened it and read:

"To my husband-to-be, may God bless our union and keep us safe and....no more of this until the wedding. I am excited about our wedding, but I am more excited about our "hornymoom" Love, kisses, hugs, and well, other things, too. Your husband-to-be, Sean."

I smiled and swallowed hard to keep my composure. I kissed the note and put it into my inside pocket for safe keeping. I called Cathy and asked her to contact Sue Beckman and invite her to the wedding. She said she would take care of it. I thanked her for her help. She told me that my classes were covered until Monday of the week following the Thursday we were returning. I was pleased and surprised.

"I thought you two needed some time alone after you get home. Consider this a little wedding gift from one of your chief supporters. No more thanks. Love you two. Bye for now."

I hung up the phone and made up my mind, that with wonderful people like Cathy and Rog that I would stay at State as long as they wanted me. I took the tenure agreement out of my desk and was ready to sign it, but I decided to discuss it first with my partner. I wanted him involved with everything. I loved him. I had a few notes to check for my afternoon class where we were discussing Joyce's 'A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man." I went to work and was busy doing just that, when my lover appeared at my office door. He came in looked at me and smiled.

"Dr. Taylor, if you have a moment, I would like to ask you something. May I ask you, sir? said Sean in a playful tone.

"I guess I can spare a couple of minutes, student Kelly. Go ahead, ask your question" I replied.

"I was wondering, Sir, may I sit in your lap and kiss you deeply?"

"Well, Mr. Kelly, this is a little out of order, but you seem anxious (and I might add, sexy) so this one time, yes, you may."

I saw Sean lock the door to my office. He walked around the desk and slowly sat in my lap. He kept smiling at me, grinning might be a better description. He sat in my lap and moved his ass around until he could feel my hardened cock in his ass crack. He moved toward me and started to kiss me gently, but as he rubbed his ass crack against my cock, his kisses took on an urgency and his tongue was deep in my mouth. We were both moaning. My hand was in his crotch where I was squeezing his hard prick. Sean began to kiss my eyes and ears where he whispered to me,

"Ry, I want you, hon. I have wanted you all morning. I know that this can't become a habit, but will you take me, please. I want you in me." begged Sean.

"I want you, too, baby. Drop your pants and underwear."

As Sean got his clothes down to his ankles in a moment, I got my trousers and underware down to my ankles, too. I was so hard that it hurt. Sean backed onto my lap, picking up his ass so that he was straddling my cock. He slowly sat on my prick and it slid into his hot hole. He was so hot that he began to ride my pole like a cowboy on a bucking bronco. In a time too short for either of us, he began to shoot, catching his cum in his hand so that it wouldn't get on my clothes. I climxed after him and filled his beautiful ass with my hot cum. He pulled off of my cock and leaned over the desk. My face was in his ass instantly and I sucked his hole empty of my cum. Sean turned and took his hand and fed me his cum. Then he kissed me and I filled his mouth with my cum. We both started to relax.

"Thanks, hon. I can get through the rest of the day now. You have to make a point of fucking me before we leave for campus. Otherwise, I am going to be here begging for you to take me." said Sean, laughing a little as he did.

"And, you, my lover, know that I couldn't refuse you. Thanks for coming to me today. I feel like I could run the Boston Marathon right now. Now get your beautiful ass out of here before I throw you on the floor and fuck you again. Oh, maybe you would like to fuck me, but not now." I said through laughter.

"I do want to take you, hon. But I will be a good boy and leave you. But I am putting you on notice, Ry, when we get home this afternoon, you, my hot lover are going to get a monumental fuck from me." said Sean.

"Yeah, promises, promises. You better keep that one Now a quick kiss, and bye. Meet me here at the usual time. I am having lunch with Kevin in the faculty dining room; he has to go over some legal stuff about our ceremony. By the way, Sean, you are still a resident of Vermont? "

"Yeh, I guess so, Aunt Emily's house is in East Dummerston where I was raised. I think that makes me a resident. Why?" Sean asked.

"I'm not sure that it's important, but I wanted to know in case it was important for us to get a license of whatever for the ceremony. Kevin will tell me more at lunch. Now another quick kiss, and then I have to leave and so do you."

Sean came to me, kissed me, went to the door and unlocked it and quietly slipped out the door into the hall. I sat there and mused about what had just happened. I was lucky to have someone like Sean who loved me. I certainly loved him. I knew I had to get going, but I was surprised when I looked at the clock and saw that it was 12:15. I quickly straightened up my desk, grabbed my jacket and left to walk across campus to the faculty dining room.

When I arrived at the dining room, I found that Kevin was waiting for me. I knew he would ask me why I was late. Would I tell him the truth or a white lie? I wouldn't be able to lie, I would tell him the truth.

"Hi, Ryan, you are a little late. Let's find a table and get something to eat. I can tell you what I have learned about the civil union law in Vermont."

I followed Kevin to a table where we sat down. We looked out over the quad and were enjoying a private moment. I was startled back to reality when I head a feminie voice: "Ryan, who are you enjoying lunch with today? I glanced in the direction of the voice and there stood Cathy Sorensen.

"Hi, Cathy Sorenson this is Kevin Reading. Cathy is Chair of the English Department, Kevin is the new counselor for students and staff with sexul identity problems, abuse, things like that."

Kevin stood. "Glad to meet you Dr. Sorenson. Would you please join us for lunch?"

"No, I am just leaving. I had my lunch already. Ryan, don't look so scared, I am not going to bite either of you. Goodbye, fellows, enjoy your lunch." said Cathy as she left the table.

"I am not afraid of her, Kevin, she just surprised me. I don't lie. You should know that. I tell the truth." I angrily said.

"Sorry, Ryan, I know better than that. You never lied to me. I was the one who lied. I am really sorry. Let's get some food and I can tell you what I found out that is important to you about the law."

We went to the line and selected our lunches. I took a mixed salad and hot tea. No dessert. Kevin was a little less careful about calories than I. He got a cheeseburger, fries, a salad, a piece of Boston cream pie, and a large glass of milk. We returned to the table and started to eat out lunch.

"Ryan, why were you late getting here. That's not like you at all. I mean you are the most punctual person I ever met. I hope it wasn't a problem."

"No, nothing like that. Sean stopped by to see me for a couple of minutes. He gave me a kiss and before I knew it we were making it. God, he is so beautiful and so sexy. I can't resist him. I knew it was stupid, but I had to have him. This is the second time it has happened." I confessed to Kevin.

"Look, I know it isn't any of my business, Ryan. but you need to put a stop to that. I told Jer already that he couldn't come to my office. I know that if he got too close to me, and god help me if he ever kissed me, I would take him right there. He understood and won't visit me in my office. You have got to tell Sean that he has to stop that. For crying out loud, Ryan, you could lose you job. It doesn't mean that you love him any less, it just means that your office is one place you can't make love to him or he to you. You have to get it straight with him The college administration is liberal, but if you two were ever discovered you would both be out. Think about it, Ryan, please."

"I know, it's just that he's so wonderful and so sexy and I love him so much. I'll tell him we can't do it again, but not until we get back from our time after the ceremony."

"What the hell is that all about: 'our time after the ceremony.' Ryan, don't you mean your honeymoon after your marriage?"

Of course, that's what I mean, but when I get anxious, I fall into gobblygook. I am anxious, Kevin, not about marrying Sean. That I want very much to do, but what this ceremony is going to turn into. When my Mom and my colleague Rog get their heads together, who knows. Sean and I want a simple little ceremony, but I am anxious about what those two have planned. Sean told me this morning that if this was our wedding that there were some things that he wanted a certain way. Among those things was that Jerrod be his best man, and that you be my best man. Are you willing to do that?" I asked.

"Ryan, are you sure about me. I mean I was a real jerk to you; I lied to you, I cheated on you. I was a miserable bastard. Why would you want me to be your best man? I don't understand."

"Kevin, I might have some small reservations about it, but just remember that the man I love and will be marrying wants it that way. So that's the way it will be, that is, if you want to do it." I told him.

"Of course I want to do it. I am honored that you will let me be a part of the ceremony. There's no question about Jerrod; he will be so happy. I'll tell him tonight, but I know that he will want to do it. Thanks for forgiving me and for letting me become a small part of your life." said an emotional Kevin.

Kevin had tears in his eyes. I looked at him, reached across the table and took his hand in mind.

I squeezed it. He finally smiled at me and I returned the smile.

"Now tell me about the laws of the state of Vermont."

Between mouthfuls of lunch, Kevin told me about the laws I needed to know about.

"Well, you already know that no one can be a participant in a civil union unless they have reached the age of 18. Neither of the people involved can have a mental problem. If one of the two live in Vermont, they have to fill out an application in the town of residence. One of the two must sign the application verifying the truthfulness of the information on the application. The town clerk will give the couple a certifcate of some sort to give to whomever is performing the ceremony. Only judges and justices of peace in Vermont, or ordained clergy of any denomination may perform the ceremony. After the ceremony, the person performing the ceremony sends a copy of the certificate to the town clerk who must put it into the town records. In the state of Vermont, you are guaranteed all the rights that are granted to any married couple. But they only apply in states that recognize the civil union. And unforunately there are few states who do. In fact, many more states forbid civil unions among partners of the same sex."

"Kevin, what does that mean?" I asked.

"Unfortunately it means that you could not leave any of your property to Sean, unless you had an iron clad will. But that would involve his paying state and national taxes on the inheritance. If you were recognized in any state as a legal couple, you partner would automatically get your property. You can protect property that you own, by making Sean your co-owner. But you should really see an attorney about all this stuff." Kevin said.

"It's more complicated than I ever imagined. Why does the law make it so difficult for two guys or gals who love and commit to each other to have the same rights a hetero couple? What's the matter with everyone? No one decides to be homosexual; we just are born that way. We know from the time we are little boys that we like boys better than girls. Our lives would be a hell of a lot easier if we were hetero and married a nice girl and sired some children. But that's not going to happen. And when a gay guy does marry, even if he has ten kids, he still finds ways to be with another man. What kind of a life is that? All those years in a real sense wasted. All those years of not really knowing what love he might of had. And bi guys, well they say they like both men and women, but the majority of them really like men best. So what's that all about? God, it's awful."

"Ryan, I can't answer all those questions for you. All I know is that we have to try to live out lives as best we can. You and Sean are doing all the right things. Don't let some small minded people make your life unhappy. Ryan, think of all the people who love you and Sean, who want you and Sean to be happy. They will be with you on Friday supporting your decision to make your union legal, at least in one state. How lucky you two are to have so many people who really love you so much. Do you realize how many more hurdles Jerrod and I have to jump before we can be as secure and happy as Sean and you are. My god, Ryan, just think about it, relish in the knowlege that so many people are on your and Sean's side. They are there, Ryan, supporting you." said Kevin. I could hear the emotion in his voice.

"You're right Kevin. Sometimes it easy to forget how many people are on your side cheering you on, loving you for who you are. I am ashamed of myself for forgetting that. Thanks for making me remember." I said.

"Hey, man, I have to get back to my office. And, Ryan, thanks for lunch. If I don't see you before, let me know what Jerrod and I have to do, what we have to wear, that kind of shit. Take it easy, and I hope that all goes well at the lawyers on Thursday. Ryan, I need to say this to you. I know you are happy and so am I but, but, I still love you in a warm wonderful way of remembering our good times." said a now shy Kevin.

"Hey, buddy, the same from me. I will always love you in that way. I'll let you know any of the details before we leave on Thursday morning. And, Kevin, thanks for everything you have done for Sean and me. See you on Friday."

We left the dining room together but separated as Kevin went to his office and I hurried off to my class, hoping I wouldn't be late.

My last class of the day went well. I really enjoy talking about Joyce's "Portrait", and my class had read their assignments and so our discussion was good. In fact, the class wanted to go on until we reached a concensus on the notion of 'epiphany,' but I had other things on my mind, so I told them we could continue at our next class meeting, forgetting that I would be away for a week and would miss 3 class sessions. I would call Cathy before leaving for the day and let her know what was going on. She would take care of it, I knew. I left for my office trying to get my mind in order about what I had to tell Sean and what decisions we needed to make in the next few days, actually Wednesday and Thursday.

When I arrived at my office, Sean was sitting outside reading. He looked at me when I arrived and smiled at me. That smile, it was magic. I broke into a huge smile.

"Hi, Sean, good to see you. Let me get the door and you can come in while I get a few things together and then we can go home." I said.

"Ok, or if you prefer, maybe you would rather I sit out here and wait for you." he said his smile disappearing.

"Come in here with me, silly, of course I want you to come in the office. What's this all about, Sean?"

Sean closed the door behind him, and sat in a chair by the door. He looked unhappy, or maybe dismayed, but it wasn't the Sean I knew and loved.

"Sean are you uptight about the meeting with the lawyer on Thursday?" I asked.

He was silent and turned from me. I was getting angry. I tried to keep my anger in check, but his ignoring me was really getting to me.

"Sean, what the fuck is the matter with you. How can I look forward to our wedding if you are behaving like this. What did I do or is it something I didn't do? Sean, I expect an answer. Please." I pleaded.

I sensed that Sean was crying as I saw his shoulders moving and it could only be from sobbing. I went to him, my god, I thought, what could it be. He put his arms around me and sobbed against my chest. It took him a long time to get control of his emotions. I was having a bit of a time myself. Finally, he turned his tear-stained face up to me and told me:

"Jer says I am going to cause you to lose you job. He said that Kevin talked to him after your lunch with him, and Kevin said he told you I shouldn't come to your office any more and that I certainly should not make love to you here. He says I would be responsible for you losing your job. Ry, I can't let that happen. I won't ever come here again. I can't; I won't. Oh, God, Ry, it will be difficult not to see you for a whole day, but I will do it. I will do it! Just you wait and see, Ry, I can be tough. I love you too much to cause you any problems." said Sean amidst sobs and a runny nose.

"Sean, baby, that wasn't fair of Jer. That pisses me off. Why the hell did he tell you that and get you all upset. Sean, it's up to me to tell you whether you can come here or not. And, Sean, of course, you can come here anytime you want. You will be my husband when we get back from Vermont. You have a right to visit me here."

Sean hugged me tightly and kissed me gently on the lips.

"Ryan, I love you, but I don't want to ever hurt your career. I told you that a long time ago. That hasn't changed, Ry. I still feel very strongly about that." he said.

"I know, baby. But that doesn't mean you can't come here to see me. You have a right to kiss your husband. The only thing we will have to take care about is making love here. It wouldn't bother me, baby, to make love to you here or anywhere else. The problem is, if we were ever caught making love, the college wouldn't have any recourse except to fire me and expell you. So we have to keep our cocks in our pants while we are in the office. But, Sean, I don't give a flying fuck what Kevin and Jer think. You, my love, can visist me here whenever you please. Got that straight? I don't want to ever have to tell you this again. This is final and I want a kiss from you to seal this agreement." I scolded.

Sean's beautiful smile was back and he was holding me tightly to himself. He kissed me with passion and I felt myself getting weak and I feared he might have his way with me again. But all at once, he pulled away from me, stood up, and said:

"Ry, don't you think we should go home? I promised you something this morning and I want to make good on that promise."

"We're out of here, Sean." We hurried to the car, drove straight to the townhouse. Once inside the townhouse, Sean grabbed me and pulled me strongly to himself and kissed me with passion.

I could hardly wait for him to make good on his promise.

He did so beautifully and fully.

(to be continued)

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