What if, Chapter 6
Randy and Josh woke up feeling rested and refreshed. The open windows had allowed a cool breeze to keep them comfortable all night despite being cuddled together under a sheet and light blanket. The fresh air had also kept the bedroom from smelling like sex. Not that the aroma of dried sperm is necessarily a bad thing.
After showering, they went into the kitchen to make breakfast, and pack a lunch to share at noon. They felt no need to dress, since it was just the two of them and they weren't expecting any company.
They still had time to spare when the kitchen had been restored to order, so they went back to bed just to cuddle. Well, one thing led to another, and their bodies weren't satisfied until they'd expended more cum.
"It's probably good we unloaded again if we're going to be naked the rest of the morning with those good-looking young studs," Randy grinned. "We can probably keep from popping wood that way."
They arrived at the cottage gate shortly after 9:00 – close enough not to be considered tardy, but late enough not to appear presumptuous. The buzzer to open the gate sounded almost immediately after they'd rung the bell.
"You're now in the clothing-free zone," Dane called, as he stepped out of the door naked. "Come on around to the sunny-side where we have tarps laid out to keep the crawly things off our towels. Colt is out there somewhere setting up ice water for breaks."
"We'd better put our lunch stuff in the fridge if you have room. There may be enough ice in the cooler to keep it fresh, if you don't."
After the perishables were safely stored, Josh and Randy followed Dane to the sunning area and laid their towels down before stripping. All four guys casually checked each other out as they applied lotion to their lovers.
"I hope you enjoy this as much as we do," Colt said, as he gave Dane's crotch an additional coating of sunblock. "Please don't feel self-conscious if you get a hardon. We probably will too. If we get too horny to remain in polite company, we can find another spot to make out, and let you guys play here."
"Is that how it works when the buddies you were expecting come?" Josh asked.
"Um, actually, we're all comfortable enough to make love in front of each other, but we try not to do intimate stuff when we're around people we've just met. We don't want to offend anyone."
"It wouldn't bother us," Randy chimed in, thinking it might be fun to get a live show. "I'm sure we'd find it, um, stimulating."
"We'll bear that in mind," Dane smirked.
"Is that bare' as in nude, or bear' as in keep?" Randy responded.
"Either way, or both! I love your sense of humor."
"If there's a remote possibility of making a pun, Randy will do it," Josh laughed.
Despite the innuendo, no one got more than semi-hard the whole morning. It was like everyone was trying to be on their best behavior. They took shade and water breaks about every half hour in order not to overdo it in the sun.
At lunchtime, the Johnson boys appeared to enjoy the repast that their guest provided. It made Josh and Randy happy that they could at least repay the hospitality in some way.
Reluctantly, everyone dressed after their meal. Dane and Colt had other things to attend to in Bentonville, but said that their grandmother, Greta, would be coming out for a few days. She would be pleased to show them the chapel if they were interested.
With hugs of genuine affection, they went on their separate ways after things were cleaned up.
"Wanna go out to that little island area the guys told us about?" Josh asked Randy when they got back to the boat.
"Yeah, if it's possible to go skinny-dipping without getting caught, I'm in favor of it."
"I'm not worried about getting caught. The water isn't exactly crystal clear, and we can always submerge to the waist so we don't show anything. If we stay alert, we could probably sun naked as well. We'd hear motorboats before they got within viewing range anyway," Josh speculated.
"There are fishing boats with electric trolling motors out here too, but I doubt anyone would make a big deal out of us being naked if we covered up quickly."
The guys went to scout the island, and figured it would be a place they could go to sun their buns the next day. They did spend a bit of time skinny-dipping, enjoying the thrill of doing something slightly naughty.
"You want to feed some cum to the fish?" Randy smirked.
"Maybe another day. I'd like to save it for tonight for something special I have in mind."
"Hmm, that definitely sounds like a plan!"
Since they hadn't expended a lot of energy that day, neither of them was hungry by their usual dinner time, so they played cards and waited until later to eat.
Josh fired up the charcoal grill to broil their steaks. They still had potato salad from the deli and watermelon and fresh tomatoes from the market to go with the meat, so cooking wasn't a big chore.
When they'd finished eating, they were too stuffed to move. Therefore, they cuddled a while to let their food settle. By the time it did, they were sleepy, and decided not to play around after all.
Sometime in the wee hours, they were awakened briefly by thunder and lightning. They sprang out of bed to close windows, and quickly got back in to warm up. Evidently, a cold front had moved through, triggering the storm and making the temperature decidedly chilly.
When they awoke again, several hours later, it was to the sound of a steady, gentle rain on the roof.
"Looks like we won't be playing outside today. I hope we don't get socked in for the duration!" Randy observed.
"Maybe we can play inside, if we don't stuff ourselves with breakfast," Josh replied.
The guys put on the sweat-suits they'd packed in case of inclement weather, and cooked a hot breakfast. After they'd eaten and cleaned up, they got a small blaze going in the fireplace to take the chill off and lower the humidity. Given the small size of the lounge area, it was soon toasty warm, and they shed their heavy garments.
"So, what game did you have in mind?" Randy asked.
"Well, I, um, have been sorta keeping something from you," Josh began nervously.
"Am I going to be happy learning what it is, or sad?"
"Happy, I hope. I, uh, went to the adult shop and bought a vibrator that I've been using to, um, loosen me up so, um, you could take my cherry."
Randy didn't say anything for a moment, and Josh wondered if he'd gone too far. When Randy did react, he took Josh in his arms and kissed him deeply.
"That's so cool. I know we said we were going to tell each other everything, and not hold anything back, but, um, I've done the same thing. I've practiced on my breaks, so I could surprise you someday when we were both ready to do it."
"Like I've said before, we're so much alike! I worried that you might think I was rushing things if I told you, and now I sense you were waiting for me to make the first move. I packed supplies – rubbers, and lots of lube.
"I'd like to take that step today, if we do it with the understanding that either of us can call it off with no hard feelings," Josh said.
"Hmm, however it goes, something is gonna be hard."
"You can't resist a pun, can you?"
"Nope, and I can't resist you either. Let's go to bed, and see where this leads."
What happened after that was a time of pure bliss for both men. Josh asked to take the "passive" role first. He was eager to receive Randy's offering, deep inside his body. He chose to lie in the "missionary" position so they could see each other's expressions and kiss deeply while making love.
Remembering how difficult it had been to insert the full-sized dildo in his own body, Randy took extra time and effort to prepare Josh for the real thing. After making out for 20 minutes or so, he worked his lover's anal cavity with lubed fingers. When Josh could take three of them easily, Randy picked up a condom, ready to rip the packaging open.
"Um, could we do without the rubber? I know both of us are safe, and I want to feel like I'm really being bred. I want to sense your hot jizz blasting inside me."
"Yeah, I'm fine with that," Randy agreed.
The very thought of depositing his load in Josh's body, and not a condom, caused his desire to reach the boiling point.
After lubing his middle finger and teasing Josh's prostate once more, Randy thoroughly coated his pulsing phallus and lined it up. Then, he pushed through the muscle ring, and paused to let his lover adjust.
"I'm fine; go ahead and feed me a few more inches of that hot poker!"
Randy readily complied, and before long, he was in up to his pubes. Both moaned with pleasure.
"I feel so connected, and so full of you!" Josh exclaimed.
"It feels great to me too. You're so tight and so hot! I've never felt anything like this, but I can hardly wait to give my body to you in return."
Their talking ceased as new sensations of love and lust washed over their trembling bodies. Randy's slow, sensuous movements steadily drove them forward on their quest.
When Josh spoke again, it was to urge his soulmate to thrust faster and deeper.
"Fuck me hard! Make me come when you do. I want to have your baby!"
Randy had been attempting to make their first coupling last as long as possible, but Josh's words bypassed his brain and went directly to his cock. He was on autopilot, responding only to the awesome sensations he was feeling. Moments later, he made one last thrust and froze in place for a nanosecond before expelling one of the largest loads of his life. Crying out and gasping for breath, he gradually came down from his high. Since he could scarcely hold himself up any longer, he was relieved when Josh pulled him in a tight embrace, taking all his weight.
Sleep overtook them in the afterglow. About half an hour or so later, they woke up, and stretched languidly, knowing they had nothing more important on their schedules than giving and receiving pleasure.
Randy licked Josh's nipples and massaged his abs before sliding his hand down to check on the state of his dick. It was already erect, seemingly straining in its skin.
"You appear to be ready to make me yours," Randy observed.
"Ready, willing, and able!" Josh replied.
They took quick showers and put a fresh towel over the bottom sheet of their bed before continuing their lovemaking. They began with a lot of foreplay as they had earlier. Both had armor-piercing hardons in very short order.
Josh prepared Randy with lots of love and lots of lube. By the time he was through, Randy was begging to be entered. With a mixture of tenderness and lust, Josh slipped into Randy's quivering hole. Randy pushed against the intruder, and took Josh's big cock rather easily.
Josh bent to kiss him on the lips, and both treasured the moment. He also began by slowly stirring, but increased the length and frequency of his strokes at his partner's urging.
"This is so good! I don't know how I'm gonna hold off much longer," Josh sighed.
"Don't hold back, you big stud! Fill me with your hot jizz! Make me your bitch!"
Randy's barrage of naughty talk pushed Josh's resistance to the limit. He came, and came, and came!
"I just realized something," he panted. "I didn't have a single twinge of performance anxiety! In fact, I didn't think at all; I just went with the feelings in my body."
"That's exactly what hot sex should be! There need be only feeling; no consciousness, no worries, no regrets! Just pleasure.
They cuddled again, and promptly went to sleep.
It was still raining lightly when they awoke, so they didn't have any opportunity to play outside. Thus, they took yet another quick shower and snuggled in bed. During that time, they talked about their future. It was now a foregone conclusion that they would share their destiny, whatever it might be.
Both realize that their friends and relatives might think it hasty if they married before knowing one another at least a year, but to them, it wasn't about the opinions of others. They loved each other completely. Why should they wait?
Randy said he was seriously considering a move to the emergency room where he could work the "graveyard" shift consistently. That would keep him from having to constantly readjust his sleeping schedule, and would give him more waking hours with Josh and the boys.
On the last day of their stay, they boated over to the Johnson's dock to meet Greta and get a tour of the chapel. Having phoned ahead, they found her waiting for them when they tied up.
"We didn't intend to make you wait for us. We're imposing enough as it is" Randy said.
"It wasn't a problem because I wanted to sit out here with my feet in the water anyway. I love the solitude, but it's nice to have company as well. I always enjoy showing off our chapel. It's a beautiful facility and we're proud of it."
She slipped on her sandals and led the way across the property. The guys took out their phones and got several pictures from the outside. When she unlocked the front doors, they were even more impressed by the view.
"Wow!" Josh exclaimed. I don't think I've ever been in a house of worship which so beautifully blends the inside with nature. This is truly wonderful!"
"And the carvings are magnificent, too." Randy added.
"I'm pleased with your reactions. The panels of the altarpiece are removable so we can change them for the preferences of our guests. We happen to be Christian, but we've had Jewish, Muslim, and pantheistic rites here as well. We attempt to be all things to all people."
"Is it booked up for years in advance?" Josh wondered.
"No. We're busy enough, but we try not to over-schedule."
"How about in cold weather. Is it open all year around?" Randy asked.
"Yes. We have a heating system, and it's really stunning in autumn with the maples turning bright red and orange, and in winter the evergreens make it look festive. Of course, spring brings bright greens and wild flowers. Even in the heat of summer, we have various plantings that add color."
"It must be expensive, but I think it would be worth it." Randy commented, and Josh nodded.
"Actually, we have a wide range of prices because we have a wide range of services. It can be as simple or as elaborate as you wish. I'll give you my card with our Internet address, and you can see for yourself."
"Thank you for the tour," Randy said. "I think we've found the perfect place to get married. We'll let you get back to your solitude."
"It's nearing lunch time. Won't you stay and eat with me. I can give you a sample of one of the meals we serve."
"We don't want to put you to any trouble."
"It won't be a bother because I have leftovers from a recent wedding that need to be eaten up. There wasn't enough to take to the place in Cosgrove where they feed the homeless, and Dane and Colt didn't finish them off. You'd be doing me a favor."
"In that case, we're in," Josh smiled.
The food was delicious, and it was from one of the less expensive reception meals. Greta's hospitality helped their decision to have their wedding in this setting.
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