When The Fire Burns

"You May kiss your bride."

Jarrod Barkley lifted the veil and looked into the blue green eyes of his new bride. She'd looked stunning as she'd walked down the aisle on her father's arm and his heart was full. 

He leaned in and placed his lips on hers, wanting to do more than place the chaste kiss on her full pink lips but knew that wouldn't be appropriate. Besides, he reasoned, the sooner they made it through the rest of the afternoon, the sooner they could go to their home and he could show his innocent bride a whole new world. 

They danced and enjoyed their time with family - the last for a while that they'd see Milly's parents who resided on the East Coast. Jarrod and Milly had met when Milly came to Stockton to take care of her spinster aunt Josephine. Aunt Jo was instrumental in bringing the couple together and her last wish before she passed was for the two to be married.

Milly was of average height, average weight, but something about her drew Jarrod. The fact he thought her beautiful from the first moment he saw her was of course a draw. But she was well read and easy going. She didn't play the games he'd watched so many other women play. And her innocence was endearing.

Jarrod had introduced her to everything - well, everything up to a point. He wasn't going to allow himself to ravish her until they were officially married - but he did ignite her passion and the night before after the family dinner, he almost couldn't resist his need to be with her completely. Somewhere he found the self control to hold himself in check. After he said good night - Milly and her family were staying at the big house while Jarrod had already moved into the house he'd had built - Jarrod went back to their home and sat before the fireplace. 

The ride back had been uncomfortable because of the way his hard cock strained against his pants. He was grateful he'd built the house only a mile away or he wasn't sure if he could have made it.

Once he'd reached home he drank some scotch, the warmth it provided made him smile. In just 24 hours he'd be able to take care of this hard-on by piercing his wife's maiden head. He'd be gentle, wanting her to enjoy every moment. He closed his eyes in delight thinking about what was to come. 

He reached down to unbutton his pants when there was a knock at the door. He briefly wondered if Milly had sneaked away and knew if she had he wouldn't send her away.

He opened the front door and smiled.

"Saw you both by the barn. Figured you'd want some company."

Jarrod stepped aside to allow Nick to enter. Without a word they walked into the large bedroom located on the first floor. The full moon shown through the windows and Jarrod stripped.

"I have to make it back to Mags before she wakes up. Which after all the ways I made her cum won't be for a while. Got to the point that all I had to do was barely touch her and she'd gush," Nick said as he knelt before his brother. He eyed his older brother's cock jutting out greedily and licked the long shaft.

Jarrod steadied himself, one hand on the bedpost and another on the chair. He had a reputation for lasting a while, something he'd taught himself over the years. He'd pay to spend hours at the gentleman's clubs in San Francisco, clubs filled with women of all shapes and sizes as well as some men who would allow for some of the more debase to get their needs filled.

Nick took all of Jarrod in his mouth and began to suck. After all these years he was an expert and knew what would eventually get his big brother off. Although Nick had spent the last couple of hours with his wife and had himself cum several times, he felt himself getting another hard on. 

It wasn't the time to think of himself though. He could take himself in hand after...

Jarrod's moans brought him back to the task at hand.

"Damn, Nick," he said and spread his legs. Nick reached up and pushed a finger into his brother's sensitive, tight pucker. 

"Mmmm...yes...ahhhh..."

Nick worked Jarrod over and while he normally loved the fact his brother could last for hours, it was getting late. Nick sucked hard then released Jarrod's pulsing, hard cock.

"Nick," Jarrod said.

"Jarrod, you need to cum because I've got to get back," Nick replied, still stroking his brother. 

"I'm close...I promise," Jarrod panted. Nick raised an eyebrow. 

He took Jarrod's large cock in his mouth and sucked, feeling it hit the back of his throat. He felt Jarrod's balls tighten and knew it was time.

Nick drank Jarrod until he was dry, not letting the other man's cock go until it was limp.

Nick stood and wiped his mouth.

"Can that get you through until tomorrow after the wedding?"

Jarrod laughed. 

"It'll get me through the next couple of hours. How about if you head over early tomorrow to...'help' me?" Jarrod suggested. Nick looked down and shook his head. Jarrod's cock was already becoming stiff again.

"And if Heath wants to tag along? I think he'd join in one day but we have to ease him into it," Nick replied, watching Jarrod absentmindedly stroke himself. Nick knew he wasn't headed home any time soon.

Jarrod reached out and rubbed the front of his brother's pants, feeling the hardness.

"Turnabout is fair play," Jarrod insisted and Nick unbuttoned his pants. 

Jarrod and Milly waved goodbye to their families and headed toward their new home where they'd spend their first night together and then travel to San Francisco a few days later. They wouldn't be back at the main house until later the next day to spend time with Milly's family before they left for home.