My First Year with Austin (Erotic Story)

[thehottestmenxx]

MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 23: An epic love story (Part 2)

I bursted out laughing.

"Janice! Getting at it with the Nine Inches King! Girl, what the hell?!"

"Oh please, don't call him that. He's just... He is a... An adult male performer."

She had to laugh at the ridiculousness of her own comment, but she was hiding her face behind her hands.

"What did you drink last night to suddenly jump on him? In my own freaking bed on top of that! In front of a camera!"

"Of course, I did not know the camera was rolling! And to be clear, I did not drink anything."

"So, you just decided that you wanted to taste the nine inches? Just like that!"

"Stop saying that, and, Tyler, you got it all wrong."

"Unless you are about to tell me you have a blond twin sister who is here with us in Vegas, I'm not really sure how I could have gotten it wrong. The footage was pretty explicit!"

That would have been a funny twist as well, the Evil Twin, don't you think? But that was not it.

"No... Obviously, we did have sex with each other. I'm not denying this. But you got it wrong thinking this was the first time..."

"JANICE!" I howled, spilling my own orange juice everywhere.

She smiled and rolled her eyes.

"I know..."

"Since when is this happening? You two are... I mean, I see you both all the time... How, when, where... WHY?!"

"When? While you were in the coma. How? I was feeling pretty bad about myself and lonely. I was very worried too. Ralph on the other hand was super optimistic, always here to cheer me up, and..."

"...He found a creative way to cheer you up!" I finished her sentence.

"Basically."

"Good Lord, cheeky dirty Janice! Who would have thought?"

"What do you want me to say? He's very hot, he knows what he's doing, I did not think I could get attached. I thought it was harmless."

I was most surprised by her last words.

"Wait... It's not harmless anymore? Like, it could be serious between you two?"

"Are you from the police or what? Cut it off on the investigation."

"I'm just a well-intentioned curious friend."

She nodded her head.

"I don't know, it's still fresh..."

"I got out from my coma more than three months ago! From what you've just told me, you've been fucking this whole time, it's not that fresh!"

"In my defense, it's not easy to stop when you have found a way to enjoy yourself and release some of the pressure." She smiled. "I really did not think we would still be... doing it... so many months later, but... here we are. And now, it's no longer a secret... You know. Austin knows. Crap!"

"That does not change anything, Jan. Don't put pressure over yourself because we know."

"Still..."

I became a little more serious. I did not want her to feel bad.

"It's definitely surprising but Ralph is a great guy, you're amazing yourself, do whatever you want! It is not like I am in any position to judge you."

"I guess, you're right... But it was all just a fun thing when it was a secret but now, I feel like we have to make a decision, actually start dating or end this."

"You can be sex friends! Who cares? You don't need to put a label to whatever you two are doing. All I can say is that I did not know you were that flexible! The footage was quite enlightening."

Janice played with her hair and rolled her eyes again.

"Ty, I don't think that I want to be his sex friend."

"Ok then."

"No... I... I think I actually like him."

I thought that the two of them having drunk sex in Vegas was pretty funny and a great excuse to tease Janice, however, what she was telling me at this point was way more than that. I had no idea.

"Let me have a second to process this. It's not just that you're having sex with Ralph. You like him?"

"You think that's a mistake? I know that's certainly is, but... He's really different when we are together." She said defensively.

"No, I don't think that's a mistake! I mean, I have no idea. Again, it's all new to me, but if you feel like this could work, go for it. I'm really just surprised, that's all."

"I know that his job is sort of crazy, the way he performed, just last night... Sometimes, I wonder, what the hell am I doing? But see, he does not do anything with other girls, he... He sort of made it clear that he wanted for us to be serious. He was pressing me so we could tell you, but I was the one being reluctant."

For a second there, the idea crossed my mind that Ralph might not have messed up with the recording...

Could it be possible that he had filmed his sextape with Janice on purpose? To this day, he swears that he did not.

"Look, Richard seemed too good to be true and he was the worst piece of shit. At least, with Ralph, you have it all on the table." I pointed out.

"That's for sure... He's putting it all on display, no mask or anything."

I smiled.

"I would be lying if I did not tell you that a part of me is worried that you might get something going between you two and then, break up. I love our little gang as it is and relationships between friends can end badly, but it could also work out! And, as it seems, you are already in too deep to go back to just being friends."

"Probably... Oh God, it does feel good to be finally able to talk this with you! I was going to explode with this secret."

"Why didn't you tell me anything?"

"I was not sure how you would react, or if this was going anywhere at all. I know you share a special bond with Ralph. You were in prison with this guy. He told me all about the things you talked about during your audition last year... Including the things you had to do with the warden."

Shit.

I did not expect my sexcapades with Ralph to come out at this point. Frankly, I had not even thought about that.

"Sometimes, sex really does not mean anything, and I can promise you, when Ralph did stuff with the warden, or when the warden made us do stuff with each other, it was definitely one of these meaningless moments."

Janice put her hands back on her face to hide her eyes.

"I was thinking the other day. Luis fucked you while we were dating, Richard has tried to fuck you while we were engaged, and you've pretty much had sex with Ralph in prison."

"Jesus Christ, Janice. Don't put things this way!"

"That's just the truth. We have a very weird friendship, Tyler, and you have very weird relationships with my boyfriends or ex-boyfriends."

"Okay, but those were three completely different situations. And it does not change the fact that you've just called Ralph your boyfriend!" I called her out.

"Damn. I had not even noticed!"

Maybe that was a happy mistake that morning, but Ralph did become Janice's boyfriend. And it was certainly not just a fling.

Not many people would have bet on Janice and Ralph to last on the long run.

But they did.

Once their secret was out, they decided to own it and their relationship felt instantly natural. I was maybe too busy with my own things going on, - the coma, the recovery, the proposal -, to notice but Ralph had changed in the past few months and Janice too. It just clicked.

And it has been clicking since then, to this very day when I am writing these lines, more than ten years later.

What I am about to say might sound cheesy, but let me have this, we are nearing the very-end of the story here. I am feeling very honoured and privileged to have gotten the opportunity to see them growing together, both as individuals and as a couple.

From their first "official" dates, to the moment they started to live together about six months after this Vegas trip, to their wedding one year later and the birth of each of their three children, I have only seen them being more fulfilled and happier year after year.

Ralph ended up getting the Vegas residency (who was surprised? He was nailing his performances) and later on, he set up his own stripping company. I worked with him on its development until I became too busy with my work as an author.

Sometimes loves is a mystery, and sometimes, you know just by seeing two people interact with each other that they were meant to be together.

If all the mistakes, mishaps, and wrong paths I had taken in my life had led to Janice and Ralph meeting each other and falling in love, I think that all of my messed-up adventures were worth it.

They often told me that they had practically zero chance to ever get together if it had not been for me ending-up in prison.

Maybe that is true, or maybe, their paths would have crossed anyway. Maybe they are soulmates, or maybe they just met at the right time and at the right place, when they were ready to commit into a truthful and genuine relationship.

Who freaking knows?

What about me, then? What about Austin?

As the rest of the group joined us at the breakfast table, it was time to share our own news. Austin and I had made a decision during the night!

"Guys, what do you think of staying one more night in this hotel?" I asked the others.

"Depends on who's paying." Ralph joked.

"We would." I spoke. "Noone makes their guests pay to assist to their wedding, right?"

"What?!" Janice practically jumped from her seat.

Austin laughed.

"Neither Ty nor I want to spend months and tons of money planning a wedding. My family had already come to a wedding of mine and we all know that marriage ended badly."

"The wedding ceremony does not matter to us, at all. We really just want to be married." I added.

"Damn, guys, you're really doing this?" Sergio said, excited.

"I think we are."

"I mean, we're already in Vegas! What better place for a shotgun wedding?!" Ralph cheered.

"They're right! Let's do this!" Allison raised her glass as well.

Were we really about to do this?

I guess you will still have to read one more chapter of this book to find out if this story ends with a happy ending...

*

[See you soon for the epic finale, guys! What do you think?! After more than three years sharing their stories, do you think Tyler and Austin will get their happy ending?]

 

[Procrastination]

MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 23: An epic love story (Part 2)

I bursted out laughing.

"Janice! Getting at it with the Nine Inches King! Girl, what the hell?!"

"Oh please, don't call him that. He's just... He is a... An adult male performer."

She had to laugh at the ridiculousness of her own comment, but she was hiding her face behind her hands.

"What did you drink last night to suddenly jump on him? In my own freaking bed on top of that! In front of a camera!"

"Of course, I did not know the camera was rolling! And to be clear, I did not drink anything."

"So, you just decided that you wanted to taste the nine inches? Just like that!"

"Stop saying that, and, Tyler, you got it all wrong."

"Unless you are about to tell me you have a blond twin sister who is here with us in Vegas, I'm not really sure how I could have gotten it wrong. The footage was pretty explicit!"

That would have been a funny twist as well, the Evil Twin, don't you think? But that was not it.

"No... Obviously, we did have sex with each other. I'm not denying this. But you got it wrong thinking this was the first time..."

"JANICE!" I howled, spilling my own orange juice everywhere.

She smiled and rolled her eyes.

"I know..."

"Since when is this happening? You two are... I mean, I see you both all the time... How, when, where... WHY?!"

"When? While you were in the coma. How? I was feeling pretty bad about myself and lonely. I was very worried too. Ralph on the other hand was super optimistic, always here to cheer me up, and..."

"...He found a creative way to cheer you up!" I finished her sentence.

"Basically."

"Good Lord, cheeky dirty Janice! Who would have thought?"

"What do you want me to say? He's very hot, he knows what he's doing, I did not think I could get attached. I thought it was harmless."

I was most surprised by her last words.

"Wait... It's not harmless anymore? Like, it could be serious between you two?"

"Are you from the police or what? Cut it off on the investigation."

"I'm just a well-intentioned curious friend."

She nodded her head.

"I don't know, it's still fresh..."

"I got out from my coma more than three months ago! From what you've just told me, you've been fucking this whole time, it's not that fresh!"

"In my defense, it's not easy to stop when you have found a way to enjoy yourself and release some of the pressure." She smiled. "I really did not think we would still be... doing it... so many months later, but... here we are. And now, it's no longer a secret... You know. Austin knows. Crap!"

"That does not change anything, Jan. Don't put pressure over yourself because we know."

"Still..."

I became a little more serious. I did not want her to feel bad.

"It's definitely surprising but Ralph is a great guy, you're amazing yourself, do whatever you want! It is not like I am in any position to judge you."

"I guess, you're right... But it was all just a fun thing when it was a secret but now, I feel like we have to make a decision, actually start dating or end this."

"You can be sex friends! Who cares? You don't need to put a label to whatever you two are doing. All I can say is that I did not know you were that flexible! The footage was quite enlightening."

Janice played with her hair and rolled her eyes again.

"Ty, I don't think that I want to be his sex friend."

"Ok then."

"No... I... I think I actually like him."

I thought that the two of them having drunk sex in Vegas was pretty funny and a great excuse to tease Janice, however, what she was telling me at this point was way more than that. I had no idea.

"Let me have a second to process this. It's not just that you're having sex with Ralph. You like him?"

"You think that's a mistake? I know that's certainly is, but... He's really different when we are together." She said defensively.

"No, I don't think that's a mistake! I mean, I have no idea. Again, it's all new to me, but if you feel like this could work, go for it. I'm really just surprised, that's all."

"I know that his job is sort of crazy, the way he performed, just last night... Sometimes, I wonder, what the hell am I doing? But see, he does not do anything with other girls, he... He sort of made it clear that he wanted for us to be serious. He was pressing me so we could tell you, but I was the one being reluctant."

For a second there, the idea crossed my mind that Ralph might not have messed up with the recording...

Could it be possible that he had filmed his sextape with Janice on purpose? To this day, he swears that he did not.

"Look, Richard seemed too good to be true and he was the worst piece of shit. At least, with Ralph, you have it all on the table." I pointed out.

"That's for sure... He's putting it all on display, no mask or anything."

I smiled.

"I would be lying if I did not tell you that a part of me is worried that you might get something going between you two and then, break up. I love our little gang as it is and relationships between friends can end badly, but it could also work out! And, as it seems, you are already in too deep to go back to just being friends."

"Probably... Oh God, it does feel good to be finally able to talk this with you! I was going to explode with this secret."

"Why didn't you tell me anything?"

"I was not sure how you would react, or if this was going anywhere at all. I know you share a special bond with Ralph. You were in prison with this guy. He told me all about the things you talked about during your audition last year... Including the things you had to do with the warden."

Shit.

I did not expect my sexcapades with Ralph to come out at this point. Frankly, I had not even thought about that.

"Sometimes, sex really does not mean anything, and I can promise you, when Ralph did stuff with the warden, or when the warden made us do stuff with each other, it was definitely one of these meaningless moments."

Janice put her hands back on her face to hide her eyes.

"I was thinking the other day. Luis fucked you while we were dating, Richard has tried to fuck you while we were engaged, and you've pretty much had sex with Ralph in prison."

"Jesus Christ, Janice. Don't put things this way!"

"That's just the truth. We have a very weird friendship, Tyler, and you have very weird relationships with my boyfriends or ex-boyfriends."

"Okay, but those were three completely different situations. And it does not change the fact that you've just called Ralph your boyfriend!" I called her out.

"Damn. I had not even noticed!"

Maybe that was a happy mistake that morning, but Ralph did become Janice's boyfriend. And it was certainly not just a fling.

Not many people would have bet on Janice and Ralph to last on the long run.

But they did.

Once their secret was out, they decided to own it and their relationship felt instantly natural. I was maybe too busy with my own things going on, - the coma, the recovery, the proposal -, to notice but Ralph had changed in the past few months and Janice too. It just clicked.

And it has been clicking since then, to this very day when I am writing these lines, more than ten years later.

What I am about to say might sound cheesy, but let me have this, we are nearing the very-end of the story here. I am feeling very honoured and privileged to have gotten the opportunity to see them growing together, both as individuals and as a couple.

From their first "official" dates, to the moment they started to live together about six months after this Vegas trip, to their wedding one year later and the birth of each of their three children, I have only seen them being more fulfilled and happier year after year.

Ralph ended up getting the Vegas residency (who was surprised? He was nailing his performances) and later on, he set up his own stripping company. I worked with him on its development until I became too busy with my work as an author.

Sometimes loves is a mystery, and sometimes, you know just by seeing two people interact with each other that they were meant to be together.

If all the mistakes, mishaps, and wrong paths I had taken in my life had led to Janice and Ralph meeting each other and falling in love, I think that all of my messed-up adventures were worth it.

They often told me that they had practically zero chance to ever get together if it had not been for me ending-up in prison.

Maybe that is true, or maybe, their paths would have crossed anyway. Maybe they are soulmates, or maybe they just met at the right time and at the right place, when they were ready to commit into a truthful and genuine relationship.

Who freaking knows?

What about me, then? What about Austin?

As the rest of the group joined us at the breakfast table, it was time to share our own news. Austin and I had made a decision during the night!

"Guys, what do you think of staying one more night in this hotel?" I asked the others.

"Depends on who's paying." Ralph joked.

"We would." I spoke. "Noone makes their guests pay to assist to their wedding, right?"

"What?!" Janice practically jumped from her seat.

Austin laughed.

"Neither Ty nor I want to spend months and tons of money planning a wedding. My family had already come to a wedding of mine and we all know that marriage ended badly."

"The wedding ceremony does not matter to us, at all. We really just want to be married." I added.

"Damn, guys, you're really doing this?" Sergio said, excited.

"I think we are."

"I mean, we're already in Vegas! What better place for a shotgun wedding?!" Ralph cheered.

"They're right! Let's do this!" Allison raised her glass as well.

Were we really about to do this?

I guess you will still have to read one more chapter of this book to find out if this story ends with a happy ending...

*

[See you soon for the epic finale, guys! What do you think?! After more than three years sharing their stories, do you think Tyler and Austin will get their happy ending?]

You're a fantastic writer.

 

[Jason093]

Damn, I hate to see this story come to an end. I don’t want to say goodbye! I need a whole series with these characters!

 

[thehottestmenxx]

And the story comes to an end...

MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 24: Can't help falling in love (Part 1)

I was getting married.

Wow.

Austin and I were really doing it?!

I could hardly believe how fast things had gone. Too fast maybe?

I tried not freaking out, but maybe I should have been freaking out. It was a big decision, right? A once in a lifetime decision!

We had divided our little group into two. I was with Janice and Ralph, looking for a nice suit, preparing my vows, and picking a nice restaurant for the after-celebration party.

Austin was with Sergio and Allison; they were in charge of finding someone who would accept to marry us without impersonating Elvis Presley or Frank Sinatra and selecting the perfect chapel. "Perfect" under Vegas standards, I should say. People literally get married via drive-throughs there!

"Guys, should I take a minute? I mean, to think about this?"

I was trying on a dark green suit.

Ralph was shirtless in the store, trying shirts for himself, being checked out by the (obviously gay) employee.

"Don't tell me you have second thoughts!" He grumbled.

"Do take that minute, Ty. And some more!" Janice told me, being more empathetic. "If you need to take a step back, I'm sure Austin would understand. You both got excited after the proposal but if you want to plan a bigger wedding, or to think about the commitment it represents..."

"Oh no, it's not about the commitment at all. I want to marry Austin. I'm freaking sure of it. I want to spend my whole life with him. But there are things that bother me... One thing in particular..."

"Spill the beans, mate!" Ralph scolded me.

"My brother won't be there. I called him to share the news, and trust me, I'm glad to do this without most of my extended family, but for Ryan, it hits different. I feel like he deserves to be present."

"Can't he be here by tomorrow?"

"Not really... Mallory and him both work at the hospital, there are surgeries planned."

Ralph held my shoulders as if he was my big brother.

"You look dapper in your suit, man. You got engaged, it's cause enough for celebration. You can get married in two weeks and make sure the few people you want to be there, are there. Noone gives a shit! In the meantime, we can have a party anyway!"

I smiled at him and I looked at myself in the mirror.

"I do look very good in that suit... And you two are here. Damn it, I really want to do it tomorrow!"

"You're sure?"

"Yes! We'll set-up a live camera during the ceremony for the people who cannot be here. I don't know! But I cannot see myself asking Austin to post-pone, even just for a few weeks. It's like... Why wait?"

Janice rolled her eyes.

She was so over me changing my mind every couple of minutes. It was not the first time I had asked them if I should really go through with the Las Vegas wedding.

In my defence, the day before the wedding was quite hectic and it was hard to think things through in that craze.

Once in a while, I needed to pause to make sure that I was not getting ahead of myself and my excitement but, every time, I was ending up with same conclusion: I really wanted to go through with the wedding.

In a way, it was the easiest decision of my life. Not that I was delusional about what a marriage would entail, but if there was someone in this world whom I wanted to take on this journey with, it was definitely Austin Prat.

As wedding experts, my friends Gary and Steve were of great help. They handled some things remotely and hooked us up with last minute discounts. They also sent me a to-do-list of things to think of for "shotgun weddings", which became my bible for the next twelve hours.

They were even happy to come celebrate with us the next day. We really had come far in our relationship. The years had washed out any bad blood between us.

I saw Austin at dinner but we made sure not to sleep together before the big day. As you know, we are very much conservative people!

Okay... Who am I kidding? It was silly and certainly did not mean much but it was a funny traditional thing to do. We promised not to see each other before we would walk down the aisle. This was getting very real!

I slept with Janice, and Austin slept with Ralph.

When I say "sleep" here, I do not mean "having sex". Let's be clear because I know how your mind works my dear filthy reader!

Janice asked me a few questions before we went to bed. I could tell she wanted to ensure that I was done with the back and forth and that I was certain of my decision.

I was.

I wondered if Austin had any doubt on his side. I hoped not. He seemed very relax during dinner.

We could not take our eyes away from each other. It is really not fair when you think about it, people with piercing blue eyes like Austin's have such an aura on them.

Despite that, I had a nightmare where I walked down the aisle and Austin never showed up. I barely managed to sleep more than a couple of hours.

The next morning, I got ready with Janice and then, with Ralph, who joined us in her room. They casually kissed and I was still shook by it.

I was half-dressed when someone knocked at the door.

"Yes?"

"Hey guys!"

It was Jasper, wearing an opalescent orange suit. Of all people, I really did not expect him to be there!

"Jasper?!"

For a split second, I thought he was here to stop the wedding. Could you imagine? He had declared his love to me once, and it was clearly not the time nor the place for him to do it again. My mind started railing.

"We heard someone was getting married today and we thought we could crash the party!" He explained with a little smirk on his face.

"We?"

"I came in with my boyfriend, Jamar. I mean... If you don't mind?"

Phew! No love declaration! No stopping the celebration!

"Of course, I don't! Not at all! You're both very welcome. That's so great that you're here!" I ran to hug him. "Where is Jamar?"

"He was too shy to come up, he's in the lobby. He wanted to be sure that I could tell him to leave if you would not want a stranger at your wedding." Jasper smiled.

He did look very good all suited-up, his blond hair slightly longer and curlier than before.

"Are you kidding? We need to fill up some seats. I did not know you were seeing someone."

"We started seeing each other while you were at the hospital. It's been a few months now."

"Looks like a lot of relationships started when I was in the coma..." I winked at Ralph and Janice.

"You two are together. I called it!" Jasper exclaimed immediately. "I swear I called it!"

We finished preparing ourselves and I met Jamar thirty minutes later. He was a very nice guy, working in the video games industry. A cute dude, tall, a little bit nerdy.

Jasper seemed really into him which made me feel great. I was still a bit uncomfortable with how things had turned out between us.

Fun fact, I was invited to Jasper and Jamar's own wedding about a year later!

Surprisingly, I was very chill throughout the day. All my doubts had disappeared, and I was simply enjoying my time with my friends. The celebration was meant to happen at 3 PM. I was mostly excited about it.

In the end, the thing which was straddling me the most was to see Janice and Ralph holding hands or showing some PDA. I could not believe how happy these two seemed to be together!

I did get nervous walking towards the chapel and meeting with the woman who was about to marry us.

I was glad to note that she looked very normal for someone who would officiate weddings in Las Vegas. The officiant must have been around 60 years old and she asked for personal details to share during the ceremony. She seemed genuinely touched when she learned that I had been in a coma only a few month priors.

"You look like a very handsome groom." She told me.

I let the guests take their sits and then, I walked into the chapel first. Austin would join me there. I was happy with that order, I wanted to see him walk towards me. It was like a dream come true.

We had chosen "Lovers" from Taylor Swift to walk down the aisle.

I walked holding Janice's hand. She was shaking more than I was!

Allison was sobbing while her husband Sergio was smiling to his ears, standing next to the officiant as he was about to serve as Austin's best man. Ralph, Jasper and Jamar were sitting together. Gary and Steve were sitting behind them.

"We could leave the Christmas lights up 'til January.

And this is our place, we make the rules."

There were some surprises guests.

Austin had invited a few friends from college, Martin was there alone (his wife was an old school Christian and probably not a big supporter of gay marriage), and Ashley was there with her husband.

More importantly, Cassie was there, holding baby Lena in her arms. She looked very cute in her yellow dress. I meant Lena, but Cassie looked pretty too!

I guess that since my own ex from college was at the wedding, Austin could have his.

Frankly, I was glad to have Cassie's blessing. It was very important as, one way or another, she would be part of Austin's life.

My eyes were already teary.

"Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?"

Janice went to sit back down. I was a bit confused since she was supposed to be my best lady. Was she not supposed to stand by my side? We did not really have time to have any rehearsal.

And then, I waited.

"And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover...

Can I go where you go?"

And I waited.

"Can we always be this close forever and ever?

And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)"

And I waited some more until the freaking song ended...

"You're my, my, my, my...

Darling, you're my, my, my, my...

Lover."

I looked at Janice nervously.

What the hell was Austin waiting for? What was he doing?

I mean... Who is late to his own wedding ceremony?!

No one.

Except for someone who does not want to attend!

Fuck! He was pulling out a Janice. He was running away! Millions of thoughts were running through my head. If he did not want this, why had he not said something earlier? I could have had waited! Or was it even worse than that? Was he reconsidering our relationship entirely?

For a minute there, all my worst-case scenarios turned into reality. This was definitely not a happy ending; this was the end of the world, of my world at least.

Janice stood up and held my hand. Clearly, I was the one shaking now.

Seeing the concerned looks on the guests' faces was probably the worst. What would Cassie think?

"Don't worry, Ty." Janice said calmly.

"Don't worry? Look at me, Jan. I'm standing here, alone. This is the most humiliating moment of my life. Where the fuck is he?"

She smiled.

"He's coming. Don't worry."

That was not enough to calm my nerves.

"I'll just go, I'll find him, and I'll make him say yes, I do, damn it!" I howled.

"What a way to go to start a marriage!" Ralph laughed at my expense.

Why were they so casual about this? Was he really mocking me, in a time like this?

As I was about to walk away, the large door of the chapel opened. Finally, I thought.

But it was not Austin.

Ryan, Mallory and my three nephews were standing there, all suited-up and all smiles.

"Sorry, bro, we were just in time! But we really did not want to miss this."

I could not believe it. It was like a miracle. They had come! They had made it here. Ryan and his family would be there for my big day.

I was already on the verge of crying before but this got my tears flowing down my cheeks.

I hugged my brother.

"How... When... You told me you could not be here?"

"And then, Austin and I called each other. We wanted to surprise you."

I kissed everyone.

"Fuck, you did surprise me! I thought Austin had stood me up. I mean, he's coming, right?"

"Of course, he's coming! He just wanted your best man to stand next to you before walking towards his groom. You look good by the way, Ty, so much better than when I saw you last time." He kissed me on the cheek.

I looked at Janice, she seemed very proud of herself. Both Ralph and her were in on the surprise. Fuck them! They almost killed me with the stress!

We got back near the officiant. She was eating this drama up as she had audibly gasped when Ryan had barged in. That woman sure loved to marry people.

Another song started, "Can't help falling in love", from Elvis. We were in Las Vegas after all. I cannot deny that the song was fitting.

"Wise men say,

Only fools rush in,

But I can't help falling in love with you."

Austin appeared on the other side of the aisle, and he walked down towards me.

It may be cliché but it was true, everything around me faded away. It was like an angel was walking in my direction. Austin looked gorgeous, in a blue navy suit. His eyes were teary and fixated upon me.

They were telling it all. It was like I could read his soul.

"Take my hand,

Take my whole life, too,

For I can't help falling in love with you."

Thank God, Sergio was recording because I barely remember anything from the wedding in itself. It was very similar to an out of body experience (which I was now an expert at).

Two days before I was stressing about asking Austin to marry me and suddenly, I was exchanging my vows while holding his strong reassuring hands.

"Tyler Braxton, I promise to care for you, to cherish you, and to love you, today, tomorrow and every day for the rest of our life. I promise to be here when it gets hard, to hold your hand anytime you may need it, to fight for us each and every battle that will present itself before us." He said to me.

Needless to say, I was crying my eyes out.

"Austin... I cannot begin to express how grateful I am to have you here, standing before me, looking this good in your suit. Also, how crazy is that? I'm pretty sure not many people would have bet on us. Ten years ago, I would have never believed that we would get to this point. But we're both standing here and...."

I lost track of what I was saying. The emotions. Austin leaned over to kiss me.

The officiant pretended to scold us.

"No kiss before I say so!"

The assembly laughed. I continued with my vows.

It was hard to keep it short and simple, there were so many things I wanted to say, but I had promised Austin I would not write a long speech. I could barely talk anyway.

I felt my big brother patting my shoulder behind me, giving me strength.

"Austin, I promise to work on this relationship every day for the rest of my life and to always make you a priority. I promise to accept your daughter as part of my own family. I promise to accept you, just the way you are, and to love you, as hard as I can, for as long as I am alive."

The officiant made us exchange our wedding rings (the twins brought them to us, they were very excited to be part of their uncle's ceremony) and finally, she let us kiss.

It took me a while to come back to Earth.

One might think that I was happy to have married my college crush, to finally have "snatched" him. But that was not it.

I did not marry my "college crush"; I was no longer weirdly obsessed with Austin. I married a 30 years old man whom I had learned to know in the past year, I was loving deeply and whom I knew I could rely on to build a lifetime together.

The good news is, life has proven me that I was right!

We spent the rest of the afternoon and the evening with our guests, laughing, dancing, crying, and making (drunk) speeches. Ryan and his family had to go early but I made sure to tell him how much it meant that he was here to witness the ceremony.

Finally, after a few hours of partying, a strip-tease from Martin, and probably way too many shots, it was time for Austin and I to have our wedding night.

I was still in my daze, following the motions with a smile stuck on my face.

Austin and I made out in the elevator and then in the corridor until we managed to get the key to unlock our bedroom's door.

"I love you, babe." He whispered in my ears.

"I love you, husband." I told him back.

We kissed some more.

"Ready for the big wedding night?" He said, ripping off his shirt and thrusting his hips like Ralph in one of his performances.

I laughed.

"It's not like we're virgins. I think I can handle this." I was taking my shirt off as well.

I had lost my tie a few hours before when Ralph, Sergio and Martin had ganged up on me and forced me to strip on the dancefloor.

"Talk for yourself..." He said as he was standing before me shirtless.

I did not take the hint and kissed his neck.

"Want to pretend that it's out first time?" I asked.

"No, babe... I..." He locked eyes with me. "Tyler, I want this to be my first time."

Finally, I got what he meant and a firework started to blow in my guts, or maybe in my balls!

"Austin? Are you trying to say what I think you're trying to say?"

He smiled at me. Cheeky boy!

[Chapter 24 continues below]

 

[thehottestmenxx]

MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 24: Can't help falling in love (Part 2)

"I think I'm ready. And I believe that you want it... Right?"

I grabbed his ass.

"You, bastard... I could tell lately that you were so close... That you wanted it so bad... Now I see why you've been waiting!"

"That's my conservative side, you know."

He pulled down my pants and my briefs.

Obviously, I was hard as a rock.

He got on his knees, his right hand was stroking my cock, his left hand was squeezed below my balls and scrotum, he had two fingers playing inside my ass crack, rubbing and poking against my hole.

"I forgot something in my vows." He told me.

"Yeah?"

He shoved his middle finger up my hole.

"I promise to take care of that ass of yours, anytime you may require so."

"That's beautiful." I whispered.

He buried his finger deeper inside of me. He was also stroking me more intensely.

"I promise to fuck and wreck your asshole as hard as you may want, and to only stop when you are fully satisfied."

"Hmmm.... Really romantic..."

"I know, right?"

He chuckled and got a second finger inside my ass. He was now kissing the edges of my cock at the same time.

Austin had always known what he was doing when it came to sex, but with the years, and especially in the few weeks preceding the wedding, he had really figured out my sensitive points.

"Austin... You... You're gonna make me cum..."

"Really?" He had his lips around my leaking cockhead.

"I thought... You... You wanted me to... To fuck you."

He bobbed up and down my cock. I had to resist so hard not to nut in his throat. I heard him gagging on my cock and I could not even look down at his nose buried in my pubic hair.

"Let's... Hmmm... Let's move to the bed..." I requested.

Austin stood up, licked the precum dripping from his lips and took off his own pants. His hard monster-cock was throbbing too.

Fuck. My husband looked like a God.

We were both stark naked and we made out until we fell on the bed. Somehow, he ended up on top of me, facing me, his cock rubbing and leaking against my own crotch. My nose had somehow ended in his hairy and sweaty pits.

We could not keep our hands off each other. He was groping my ass, I was caressing his pecs and then stroking his dick. He spat in my mouth. Dirty boy!

"I fucking love you." He spoke.

I spat back in his mouth.

"I fucking love you too, hubby."

Rough sex had always been part of our relationship. Our intimacy kind of started this way. But since we were romantically involved, we were so much better at it.

Respect me in our daily life, but please, call me a filthy slut in the sack!

Austin went back to fingering my ass as he started sucking on my nipples.

May I remind you that at this point, we had not had sex in more than 48 hours and he had just told me that he wanted me to take his anal virginity! How was I supposed to keep it cool? My cocks and balls were screaming for a release.

We switched position in the king size bed. We were doing a good old 69? I moved a little upwards to have a perfect view on his hairy ass and his birth marks.

Yummy!

I tried to think about sad stuff when he started sucking my dick off and playing with my balls but I could not find anything, I was way too happy!

I started licking his pucker and fingering him while Austin was gagging on my cock.

I heard him choking and moaning, his mouth was full of my dick.

"Fuck yeah..."

Okay. There, I jizzed in his throat, I could not help it!

My cock deflated a bit but Austin kept it warm in his eager mouth.

No problem, my husband could take care of my asshole while my genitals were resting. He did make sure to swap the cum inside my own mouth before moving on to my bum though. A true gentleman!

He started rimming me and I got on all fours to give him a better access to his well-deserved meal. Fuck, he knew how to do this right!

His tongue was lapping in the inside of my ass crack, searching deep in my anal cavity.

Warm, wet and slimy.

Austin fucked me doggy style shortly after, and then, I impaled myself on his massive, nine inches cock. I buried myself on his pole and showed him how good I was at power bottoming.

We literally fell from the bed; he continued banging me on the floor until he was on the verge of cumming.

He was banging my prostate like only Austin knew how. And my husband certainly got stamina, even after a night of dancing and partying!

"More?" He kept on asking.

"Yes... Please... More!" I kept on replying.

After about fifteen minutes of hardcore pounding, he retracted himself, the thick veins of his dick were pulsating a lot, his cockhead was leaking proficiently. In the meantime, my own cock had reverted to full-mast again. The prostate massage had felt nice!

I was horny as fuck.

We took a little break. I ate chocolate cake on his abs. He drank champagne from my ass crack.

It was a night to celebrate after all!

"Wanna do me, now?" He asked as we were cuddling.

I was glad that Austin made his intentions clear because I wanted this to come from him. It was a big step.

"You're sure you want to? I would love that, but no pressure, who cares about the wedding night. If you have any second thought or..."

He forced me to look him in the eyes.

"Tyler Braxton Prat," - we had decided to keep both of our names -- "I want you to fuck me. I want to feel you inside of me. I would not give this to anyone else than you, but I'm yours, I want to give my ass to you."

Wow.

You remember when I was wearing a neckless that said "property of Austin" and I was used as gangbang's materials for Austin's bros? How the times had changed!

"I'm gonna fuck you like you deserve." I said, kissing his neck.

I licked his sweat, a light salty taste. I loved him so much.

I fetched some massaging / lube oils and I sat on Austin's large muscular back. I took my time to caress him, and then to go down on his body, his lower back, his juicy bum, his birth marks, the inner of his ass crack.

My own virginity loss had been a rather traumatic experience. It was with one of my college professors, he was very rough and not that considerate.

With Austin, I wanted the opposite.

Not that I did not intend to bang him at least as hard as he was doing me, but above all, I wanted him to feel comfortable.

He was lying on his front on the bed while I was massaging his ass. I started burying my tongue and then my fingers in his tight pink hole. That was not new. We had done that many times before but this time, we both knew this was only foreplay before the main course. I hardly could not wait.

"Does it feel good, babe?" I checked.

"So good..." He mumbled.

I started rubbing my cock against his pucker. I was getting so close.

I took some more lube and I shoved one, two, and finally three fingers in, stretching his virgin hole as never before.

"Should we try it in this position?" I whispered, all ready to fuck him right there.

"I... I'd like to see you."

I smiled.

"Oh really?"

"Yes... Please..."

"You'd like to see my face as I'm fucking your ass for the very first time."

"I do."

He said: "I do"! To be honest, this one may have meant more than the one pronounced in the chapel earlier.

Austin turned around, got to the edge of the bed and spread his muscular legs in the air. Aside from the fact that I had never fucked Austin, I was rarely a top in my previous relationships.

I started to feel the pressure.

My precum was already coating against my husband's wet hole. He was ready.

I looked into his blue eyes and pushed the tip of my cock inside his ass. There was some resistance at first.

"Hmm..." He mumbled softly.

I chuckled. I was supposed to take his nine inches monster cock on a daily basis and he was having troubles with the top of my seven inches stick!

To be fair, his hole was tight as fuck. I dug deeper. It was time to pop his cherry once and for all.

"You're feeling good, Aust?"

"Yes... Hmmm... This is... Nice..."

"I keep going?"

"Fuck yeah..."

I was happy to oblige. I was breaking in. Looking at him, how much he was loving it, how hard his dick was getting, flapping against is abs... That was making this so much hotter.

I felt like I was breaching another barrier, both practically and metaphorically.

I leaned over, buried myself further inside my husband, and kissed him sensually. I was in him. Austin was no longer a virgin.

"I love you."

I was now going back and forth, he was moaning louder and louder, things were getting more intense.

"Keep going... That feels.... Hmmm... That feels so good..."

"Deeper, babe?"

"Yeah..."

We made out again. I went balls deep.

"Fuck yes!"

"How does it feel, babe?"

"So good... So, fucking good... Fuck me, babe... Fuck me harder..."

I started ramming him. I knew I was bumping and poking against his prostate. Austin was experiencing his first complete anal orgasm; his dick was spurting cum everywhere as well. His eyes were rolling at the back of his head.

I was not done though.

I turned him around, - he let me use him like a rag doll -, and I fucked his ass from behind.

"I'm going to breed you, Aust." I felt very powerful.

"Please... Please do..."

After more back and forth motions, I finally nutted in his ass. I was cumming for the second time that night but for the very first time inside my husband.

It may have taken more than twelve years to get to that point with Austin but it was worth every second.

We lied down on the bed, intertwined with each other, cuddling.

I loved the way he was holding me. His smell. His presence.

We felt safe.

We were happy.

And then what?

*

*

*

*

*

EPILOGUE

Was everything perfect from the moment Austin and I got married?

Certainly not.

In the past ten years, we have had our fair shares of dramas, issues, and misunderstandings.

Who does not go through tough times in life?

Austin lost his job shortly after we moved to Boston and we had to solely rely on the revenues generated by my work on x-rated social media pages and managing Ralph.

I was fully okay with that but Austin had troubles dealing with being unemployed.

He ended up changing jobs multiple times until he became a personal trainer. This created other types of issues since he was mostly training gay guys but I learned to get my jealousy under control and to trust him.

See, I was maturing!

I did change my own career path when I released my first book four years ago. The critics, feedback, and little notoriety which came with it had an impact as well but Austin and I handled this part pretty well.

We had way more to deal with anyway.

Cassie went through her first breast cancer about three years after we had moved to Boston and we had to take a more prominent role in Lena's life. When she died during the resurgence of her cancer a couple years ago, we gained full custody of Austin's daughter.

That was tough on all of us, believe it or not, but I had become good friends with Cassandra.

I officially became a step-father even though I hate this term.

As far as I am concerned, I am Lena's father. Period.

We have a family to take care of now, and both Austin and I have been very committed to make it work.

Maybe that is the secret of long-term relationships in the end? Both parties to really want it!

I do not believe in love that lasts forever but I do believe in communication, respect and commitment. Austin does too and we have always made sure to sticking up to these principles, no matter what.

Another thing I believe in is how you can fall in love, again and again, of the same person.

Seeing Austin handling Cassie's cancer, how he was there for her and for their daughter, I thought my husband was so strong.

Every year that has passed since we have gotten married has gotten me falling in love again with him, each time for a different reason.

I have no idea what the future holds for us but I have seen enough people die and suffer to understand that life is short and unpredictable. I have gone through enough to know that there is no need to be judgmental or bitter.

And, above all, I know that I am strong enough to take everything that will come my way.

As I am closing this chapter, this book, and this trilogy altogether, I have to confess that the notion of a happy ending has always felt strange to me. As if "happiness" was a state we could be in, and once reached, this was "the end".

Is not that a depressing thought?

The idea of "endings" is concerning enough... In my views, no story ever truly ends, people only choose to stop telling them.

That being said, I think I am at this point now, where I am ready to stop telling this particular story.

I have shared a lot of myself in these pages, probably too much, and probably in vain, but if only one of my readers have enjoyed the ride, cried with me, laughed with me, and jerked-off with me (I mean, it was kind of the point), I guess that I have accomplished my mission.

See you in ten years, maybe, in another book, sharing my life as a 40+ daddy! Who knows?

[THE END]

****

[Notes from the author: A huuuuuuuuge thank you to those of you who have been following Tyler's journey since the very beginning!

I have spent more than four years of my life with these characters - I would have never thought back in 2019 this would become a complete trilogy and my longuest running story (so far)! I am more than grateful. Cheers!

You can support my work and discover many, many, many more stories on Patreon.]

 

[Buuhan]

So sweet but I’m sooo sad. At this point Tyler and Austin were my best friends! Bravo for wonderful writing skills. It will be a shame if these stories don’t become popular and get film adaptations!

 

[Dre_joe05]

MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 24: Can't help falling in love (Part 2)

"I think I'm ready. And I believe that you want it... Right?"

I grabbed his ass.

"You, bastard... I could tell lately that you were so close... That you wanted it so bad... Now I see why you've been waiting!"

"That's my conservative side, you know."

He pulled down my pants and my briefs.

Obviously, I was hard as a rock.

He got on his knees, his right hand was stroking my cock, his left hand was squeezed below my balls and scrotum, he had two fingers playing inside my ass crack, rubbing and poking against my hole.

"I forgot something in my vows." He told me.

"Yeah?"

He shoved his middle finger up my hole.

"I promise to take care of that ass of yours, anytime you may require so."

"That's beautiful." I whispered.

He buried his finger deeper inside of me. He was also stroking me more intensely.

"I promise to fuck and wreck your asshole as hard as you may want, and to only stop when you are fully satisfied."

"Hmmm.... Really romantic..."

"I know, right?"

He chuckled and got a second finger inside my ass. He was now kissing the edges of my cock at the same time.

Austin had always known what he was doing when it came to sex, but with the years, and especially in the few weeks preceding the wedding, he had really figured out my sensitive points.

"Austin... You... You're gonna make me cum..."

"Really?" He had his lips around my leaking cockhead.

"I thought... You... You wanted me to... To fuck you."

He bobbed up and down my cock. I had to resist so hard not to nut in his throat. I heard him gagging on my cock and I could not even look down at his nose buried in my pubic hair.

"Let's... Hmmm... Let's move to the bed..." I requested.

Austin stood up, licked the precum dripping from his lips and took off his own pants. His hard monster-cock was throbbing too.

Fuck. My husband looked like a God.

We were both stark naked and we made out until we fell on the bed. Somehow, he ended up on top of me, facing me, his cock rubbing and leaking against my own crotch. My nose had somehow ended in his hairy and sweaty pits.

We could not keep our hands off each other. He was groping my ass, I was caressing his pecs and then stroking his dick. He spat in my mouth. Dirty boy!

"I fucking love you." He spoke.

I spat back in his mouth.

"I fucking love you too, hubby."

Rough sex had always been part of our relationship. Our intimacy kind of started this way. But since we were romantically involved, we were so much better at it.

Respect me in our daily life, but please, call me a filthy slut in the sack!

Austin went back to fingering my ass as he started sucking on my nipples.

May I remind you that at this point, we had not had sex in more than 48 hours and he had just told me that he wanted me to take his anal virginity! How was I supposed to keep it cool? My cocks and balls were screaming for a release.

We switched position in the king size bed. We were doing a good old 69? I moved a little upwards to have a perfect view on his hairy ass and his birth marks.

Yummy!

I tried to think about sad stuff when he started sucking my dick off and playing with my balls but I could not find anything, I was way too happy!

I started licking his pucker and fingering him while Austin was gagging on my cock.

I heard him choking and moaning, his mouth was full of my dick.

"Fuck yeah..."

Okay. There, I jizzed in his throat, I could not help it!

My cock deflated a bit but Austin kept it warm in his eager mouth.

No problem, my husband could take care of my asshole while my genitals were resting. He did make sure to swap the cum inside my own mouth before moving on to my bum though. A true gentleman!

He started rimming me and I got on all fours to give him a better access to his well-deserved meal. Fuck, he knew how to do this right!

His tongue was lapping in the inside of my ass crack, searching deep in my anal cavity.

Warm, wet and slimy.

Austin fucked me doggy style shortly after, and then, I impaled myself on his massive, nine inches cock. I buried myself on his pole and showed him how good I was at power bottoming.

We literally fell from the bed; he continued banging me on the floor until he was on the verge of cumming.

He was banging my prostate like only Austin knew how. And my husband certainly got stamina, even after a night of dancing and partying!

"More?" He kept on asking.

"Yes... Please... More!" I kept on replying.

After about fifteen minutes of hardcore pounding, he retracted himself, the thick veins of his dick were pulsating a lot, his cockhead was leaking proficiently. In the meantime, my own cock had reverted to full-mast again. The prostate massage had felt nice!

I was horny as fuck.

We took a little break. I ate chocolate cake on his abs. He drank champagne from my ass crack.

It was a night to celebrate after all!

"Wanna do me, now?" He asked as we were cuddling.

I was glad that Austin made his intentions clear because I wanted this to come from him. It was a big step.

"You're sure you want to? I would love that, but no pressure, who cares about the wedding night. If you have any second thought or..."

He forced me to look him in the eyes.

"Tyler Braxton Prat," - we had decided to keep both of our names -- "I want you to fuck me. I want to feel you inside of me. I would not give this to anyone else than you, but I'm yours, I want to give my ass to you."

Wow.

You remember when I was wearing a neckless that said "property of Austin" and I was used as gangbang's materials for Austin's bros? How the times had changed!

"I'm gonna fuck you like you deserve." I said, kissing his neck.

I licked his sweat, a light salty taste. I loved him so much.

I fetched some massaging / lube oils and I sat on Austin's large muscular back. I took my time to caress him, and then to go down on his body, his lower back, his juicy bum, his birth marks, the inner of his ass crack.

My own virginity loss had been a rather traumatic experience. It was with one of my college professors, he was very rough and not that considerate.

With Austin, I wanted the opposite.

Not that I did not intend to bang him at least as hard as he was doing me, but above all, I wanted him to feel comfortable.

He was lying on his front on the bed while I was massaging his ass. I started burying my tongue and then my fingers in his tight pink hole. That was not new. We had done that many times before but this time, we both knew this was only foreplay before the main course. I hardly could not wait.

"Does it feel good, babe?" I checked.

"So good..." He mumbled.

I started rubbing my cock against his pucker. I was getting so close.

I took some more lube and I shoved one, two, and finally three fingers in, stretching his virgin hole as never before.

"Should we try it in this position?" I whispered, all ready to fuck him right there.

"I... I'd like to see you."

I smiled.

"Oh really?"

"Yes... Please..."

"You'd like to see my face as I'm fucking your ass for the very first time."

"I do."

He said: "I do"! To be honest, this one may have meant more than the one pronounced in the chapel earlier.

Austin turned around, got to the edge of the bed and spread his muscular legs in the air. Aside from the fact that I had never fucked Austin, I was rarely a top in my previous relationships.

I started to feel the pressure.

My precum was already coating against my husband's wet hole. He was ready.

I looked into his blue eyes and pushed the tip of my cock inside his ass. There was some resistance at first.

"Hmm..." He mumbled softly.

I chuckled. I was supposed to take his nine inches monster cock on a daily basis and he was having troubles with the top of my seven inches stick!

To be fair, his hole was tight as fuck. I dug deeper. It was time to pop his cherry once and for all.

"You're feeling good, Aust?"

"Yes... Hmmm... This is... Nice..."

"I keep going?"

"Fuck yeah..."

I was happy to oblige. I was breaking in. Looking at him, how much he was loving it, how hard his dick was getting, flapping against is abs... That was making this so much hotter.

I felt like I was breaching another barrier, both practically and metaphorically.

I leaned over, buried myself further inside my husband, and kissed him sensually. I was in him. Austin was no longer a virgin.

"I love you."

I was now going back and forth, he was moaning louder and louder, things were getting more intense.

"Keep going... That feels.... Hmmm... That feels so good..."

"Deeper, babe?"

"Yeah..."

We made out again. I went balls deep.

"Fuck yes!"

"How does it feel, babe?"

"So good... So, fucking good... Fuck me, babe... Fuck me harder..."

I started ramming him. I knew I was bumping and poking against his prostate. Austin was experiencing his first complete anal orgasm; his dick was spurting cum everywhere as well. His eyes were rolling at the back of his head.

I was not done though.

I turned him around, - he let me use him like a rag doll -, and I fucked his ass from behind.

"I'm going to breed you, Aust." I felt very powerful.

"Please... Please do..."

After more back and forth motions, I finally nutted in his ass. I was cumming for the second time that night but for the very first time inside my husband.

It may have taken more than twelve years to get to that point with Austin but it was worth every second.

We lied down on the bed, intertwined with each other, cuddling.

I loved the way he was holding me. His smell. His presence.

We felt safe.

We were happy.

And then what?

*

*

*

*

*

EPILOGUE

Was everything perfect from the moment Austin and I got married?

Certainly not.

In the past ten years, we have had our fair shares of dramas, issues, and misunderstandings.

Who does not go through tough times in life?

Austin lost his job shortly after we moved to Boston and we had to solely rely on the revenues generated by my work on x-rated social media pages and managing Ralph.

I was fully okay with that but Austin had troubles dealing with being unemployed.

He ended up changing jobs multiple times until he became a personal trainer. This created other types of issues since he was mostly training gay guys but I learned to get my jealousy under control and to trust him.

See, I was maturing!

I did change my own career path when I released my first book four years ago. The critics, feedback, and little notoriety which came with it had an impact as well but Austin and I handled this part pretty well.

We had way more to deal with anyway.

Cassie went through her first breast cancer about three years after we had moved to Boston and we had to take a more prominent role in Lena's life. When she died during the resurgence of her cancer a couple years ago, we gained full custody of Austin's daughter.

That was tough on all of us, believe it or not, but I had become good friends with Cassandra.

I officially became a step-father even though I hate this term.

As far as I am concerned, I am Lena's father. Period.

We have a family to take care of now, and both Austin and I have been very committed to make it work.

Maybe that is the secret of long-term relationships in the end? Both parties to really want it!

I do not believe in love that lasts forever but I do believe in communication, respect and commitment. Austin does too and we have always made sure to sticking up to these principles, no matter what.

Another thing I believe in is how you can fall in love, again and again, of the same person.

Seeing Austin handling Cassie's cancer, how he was there for her and for their daughter, I thought my husband was so strong.

Every year that has passed since we have gotten married has gotten me falling in love again with him, each time for a different reason.

I have no idea what the future holds for us but I have seen enough people die and suffer to understand that life is short and unpredictable. I have gone through enough to know that there is no need to be judgmental or bitter.

And, above all, I know that I am strong enough to take everything that will come my way.

As I am closing this chapter, this book, and this trilogy altogether, I have to confess that the notion of a happy ending has always felt strange to me. As if "happiness" was a state we could be in, and once reached, this was "the end".

Is not that a depressing thought?

The idea of "endings" is concerning enough... In my views, no story ever truly ends, people only choose to stop telling them.

That being said, I think I am at this point now, where I am ready to stop telling this particular story.

I have shared a lot of myself in these pages, probably too much, and probably in vain, but if only one of my readers have enjoyed the ride, cried with me, laughed with me, and jerked-off with me (I mean, it was kind of the point), I guess that I have accomplished my mission.

See you in ten years, maybe, in another book, sharing my life as a 40+ daddy! Who knows?

[THE END]

****

[Notes from the author: A huuuuuuuuge thank you to those of you who have been following Tyler's journey since the very beginning!

I have spent more than four years of my life with these characters - I would have never thought back in 2019 this would become a complete trilogy and my longuest running story (so far)! I am more than grateful. Cheers!

You can support my work and discover many, many, many more stories on Patreon.]

Thank you so much for allowing us to be part of your journey! I will whole-heartly miss these characters and I'm so happy for you!

 

[AtreidesNelson]

MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 24: Can't help falling in love (Part 2)

"I think I'm ready. And I believe that you want it... Right?"

I grabbed his ass.

"You, bastard... I could tell lately that you were so close... That you wanted it so bad... Now I see why you've been waiting!"

"That's my conservative side, you know."

He pulled down my pants and my briefs.

Obviously, I was hard as a rock.

He got on his knees, his right hand was stroking my cock, his left hand was squeezed below my balls and scrotum, he had two fingers playing inside my ass crack, rubbing and poking against my hole.

"I forgot something in my vows." He told me.

"Yeah?"

He shoved his middle finger up my hole.

"I promise to take care of that ass of yours, anytime you may require so."

"That's beautiful." I whispered.

He buried his finger deeper inside of me. He was also stroking me more intensely.

"I promise to fuck and wreck your asshole as hard as you may want, and to only stop when you are fully satisfied."

"Hmmm.... Really romantic..."

"I know, right?"

He chuckled and got a second finger inside my ass. He was now kissing the edges of my cock at the same time.

Austin had always known what he was doing when it came to sex, but with the years, and especially in the few weeks preceding the wedding, he had really figured out my sensitive points.

"Austin... You... You're gonna make me cum..."

"Really?" He had his lips around my leaking cockhead.

"I thought... You... You wanted me to... To fuck you."

He bobbed up and down my cock. I had to resist so hard not to nut in his throat. I heard him gagging on my cock and I could not even look down at his nose buried in my pubic hair.

"Let's... Hmmm... Let's move to the bed..." I requested.

Austin stood up, licked the precum dripping from his lips and took off his own pants. His hard monster-cock was throbbing too.

Fuck. My husband looked like a God.

We were both stark naked and we made out until we fell on the bed. Somehow, he ended up on top of me, facing me, his cock rubbing and leaking against my own crotch. My nose had somehow ended in his hairy and sweaty pits.

We could not keep our hands off each other. He was groping my ass, I was caressing his pecs and then stroking his dick. He spat in my mouth. Dirty boy!

"I fucking love you." He spoke.

I spat back in his mouth.

"I fucking love you too, hubby."

Rough sex had always been part of our relationship. Our intimacy kind of started this way. But since we were romantically involved, we were so much better at it.

Respect me in our daily life, but please, call me a filthy slut in the sack!

Austin went back to fingering my ass as he started sucking on my nipples.

May I remind you that at this point, we had not had sex in more than 48 hours and he had just told me that he wanted me to take his anal virginity! How was I supposed to keep it cool? My cocks and balls were screaming for a release.

We switched position in the king size bed. We were doing a good old 69? I moved a little upwards to have a perfect view on his hairy ass and his birth marks.

Yummy!

I tried to think about sad stuff when he started sucking my dick off and playing with my balls but I could not find anything, I was way too happy!

I started licking his pucker and fingering him while Austin was gagging on my cock.

I heard him choking and moaning, his mouth was full of my dick.

"Fuck yeah..."

Okay. There, I jizzed in his throat, I could not help it!

My cock deflated a bit but Austin kept it warm in his eager mouth.

No problem, my husband could take care of my asshole while my genitals were resting. He did make sure to swap the cum inside my own mouth before moving on to my bum though. A true gentleman!

He started rimming me and I got on all fours to give him a better access to his well-deserved meal. Fuck, he knew how to do this right!

His tongue was lapping in the inside of my ass crack, searching deep in my anal cavity.

Warm, wet and slimy.

Austin fucked me doggy style shortly after, and then, I impaled myself on his massive, nine inches cock. I buried myself on his pole and showed him how good I was at power bottoming.

We literally fell from the bed; he continued banging me on the floor until he was on the verge of cumming.

He was banging my prostate like only Austin knew how. And my husband certainly got stamina, even after a night of dancing and partying!

"More?" He kept on asking.

"Yes... Please... More!" I kept on replying.

After about fifteen minutes of hardcore pounding, he retracted himself, the thick veins of his dick were pulsating a lot, his cockhead was leaking proficiently. In the meantime, my own cock had reverted to full-mast again. The prostate massage had felt nice!

I was horny as fuck.

We took a little break. I ate chocolate cake on his abs. He drank champagne from my ass crack.

It was a night to celebrate after all!

"Wanna do me, now?" He asked as we were cuddling.

I was glad that Austin made his intentions clear because I wanted this to come from him. It was a big step.

"You're sure you want to? I would love that, but no pressure, who cares about the wedding night. If you have any second thought or..."

He forced me to look him in the eyes.

"Tyler Braxton Prat," - we had decided to keep both of our names -- "I want you to fuck me. I want to feel you inside of me. I would not give this to anyone else than you, but I'm yours, I want to give my ass to you."

Wow.

You remember when I was wearing a neckless that said "property of Austin" and I was used as gangbang's materials for Austin's bros? How the times had changed!

"I'm gonna fuck you like you deserve." I said, kissing his neck.

I licked his sweat, a light salty taste. I loved him so much.

I fetched some massaging / lube oils and I sat on Austin's large muscular back. I took my time to caress him, and then to go down on his body, his lower back, his juicy bum, his birth marks, the inner of his ass crack.

My own virginity loss had been a rather traumatic experience. It was with one of my college professors, he was very rough and not that considerate.

With Austin, I wanted the opposite.

Not that I did not intend to bang him at least as hard as he was doing me, but above all, I wanted him to feel comfortable.

He was lying on his front on the bed while I was massaging his ass. I started burying my tongue and then my fingers in his tight pink hole. That was not new. We had done that many times before but this time, we both knew this was only foreplay before the main course. I hardly could not wait.

"Does it feel good, babe?" I checked.

"So good..." He mumbled.

I started rubbing my cock against his pucker. I was getting so close.

I took some more lube and I shoved one, two, and finally three fingers in, stretching his virgin hole as never before.

"Should we try it in this position?" I whispered, all ready to fuck him right there.

"I... I'd like to see you."

I smiled.

"Oh really?"

"Yes... Please..."

"You'd like to see my face as I'm fucking your ass for the very first time."

"I do."

He said: "I do"! To be honest, this one may have meant more than the one pronounced in the chapel earlier.

Austin turned around, got to the edge of the bed and spread his muscular legs in the air. Aside from the fact that I had never fucked Austin, I was rarely a top in my previous relationships.

I started to feel the pressure.

My precum was already coating against my husband's wet hole. He was ready.

I looked into his blue eyes and pushed the tip of my cock inside his ass. There was some resistance at first.

"Hmm..." He mumbled softly.

I chuckled. I was supposed to take his nine inches monster cock on a daily basis and he was having troubles with the top of my seven inches stick!

To be fair, his hole was tight as fuck. I dug deeper. It was time to pop his cherry once and for all.

"You're feeling good, Aust?"

"Yes... Hmmm... This is... Nice..."

"I keep going?"

"Fuck yeah..."

I was happy to oblige. I was breaking in. Looking at him, how much he was loving it, how hard his dick was getting, flapping against is abs... That was making this so much hotter.

I felt like I was breaching another barrier, both practically and metaphorically.

I leaned over, buried myself further inside my husband, and kissed him sensually. I was in him. Austin was no longer a virgin.

"I love you."

I was now going back and forth, he was moaning louder and louder, things were getting more intense.

"Keep going... That feels.... Hmmm... That feels so good..."

"Deeper, babe?"

"Yeah..."

We made out again. I went balls deep.

"Fuck yes!"

"How does it feel, babe?"

"So good... So, fucking good... Fuck me, babe... Fuck me harder..."

I started ramming him. I knew I was bumping and poking against his prostate. Austin was experiencing his first complete anal orgasm; his dick was spurting cum everywhere as well. His eyes were rolling at the back of his head.

I was not done though.

I turned him around, - he let me use him like a rag doll -, and I fucked his ass from behind.

"I'm going to breed you, Aust." I felt very powerful.

"Please... Please do..."

After more back and forth motions, I finally nutted in his ass. I was cumming for the second time that night but for the very first time inside my husband.

It may have taken more than twelve years to get to that point with Austin but it was worth every second.

We lied down on the bed, intertwined with each other, cuddling.

I loved the way he was holding me. His smell. His presence.

We felt safe.

We were happy.

And then what?

*

*

*

*

*

EPILOGUE

Was everything perfect from the moment Austin and I got married?

Certainly not.

In the past ten years, we have had our fair shares of dramas, issues, and misunderstandings.

Who does not go through tough times in life?

Austin lost his job shortly after we moved to Boston and we had to solely rely on the revenues generated by my work on x-rated social media pages and managing Ralph.

I was fully okay with that but Austin had troubles dealing with being unemployed.

He ended up changing jobs multiple times until he became a personal trainer. This created other types of issues since he was mostly training gay guys but I learned to get my jealousy under control and to trust him.

See, I was maturing!

I did change my own career path when I released my first book four years ago. The critics, feedback, and little notoriety which came with it had an impact as well but Austin and I handled this part pretty well.

We had way more to deal with anyway.

Cassie went through her first breast cancer about three years after we had moved to Boston and we had to take a more prominent role in Lena's life. When she died during the resurgence of her cancer a couple years ago, we gained full custody of Austin's daughter.

That was tough on all of us, believe it or not, but I had become good friends with Cassandra.

I officially became a step-father even though I hate this term.

As far as I am concerned, I am Lena's father. Period.

We have a family to take care of now, and both Austin and I have been very committed to make it work.

Maybe that is the secret of long-term relationships in the end? Both parties to really want it!

I do not believe in love that lasts forever but I do believe in communication, respect and commitment. Austin does too and we have always made sure to sticking up to these principles, no matter what.

Another thing I believe in is how you can fall in love, again and again, of the same person.

Seeing Austin handling Cassie's cancer, how he was there for her and for their daughter, I thought my husband was so strong.

Every year that has passed since we have gotten married has gotten me falling in love again with him, each time for a different reason.

I have no idea what the future holds for us but I have seen enough people die and suffer to understand that life is short and unpredictable. I have gone through enough to know that there is no need to be judgmental or bitter.

And, above all, I know that I am strong enough to take everything that will come my way.

As I am closing this chapter, this book, and this trilogy altogether, I have to confess that the notion of a happy ending has always felt strange to me. As if "happiness" was a state we could be in, and once reached, this was "the end".

Is not that a depressing thought?

The idea of "endings" is concerning enough... In my views, no story ever truly ends, people only choose to stop telling them.

That being said, I think I am at this point now, where I am ready to stop telling this particular story.

I have shared a lot of myself in these pages, probably too much, and probably in vain, but if only one of my readers have enjoyed the ride, cried with me, laughed with me, and jerked-off with me (I mean, it was kind of the point), I guess that I have accomplished my mission.

See you in ten years, maybe, in another book, sharing my life as a 40+ daddy! Who knows?

[THE END]

****

[Notes from the author: A huuuuuuuuge thank you to those of you who have been following Tyler's journey since the very beginning!

I have spent more than four years of my life with these characters - I would have never thought back in 2019 this would become a complete trilogy and my longuest running story (so far)! I am more than grateful. Cheers!

You can support my work and discover many, many, many more stories on Patreon.]

Thank you for this incredible story following Tyler and Austin. It was very emotional, erotic, and passionate. You’re an excellent writer and this trilogy absolutely deserves to be made into feature length films.

 

[ItalMusc]

“no story ever truly ends, people only choose to stop telling them.…”
thank you, I will carry that with me for a very long time. And thank you for an amazing ride and I agree with the comment above, it’s time to try your hand at writing a screenplay

 

[tedybeer]

Such a great story! Really going to miss new episodes of Tyler

 

[rupertthebear212]

thankyou so much, I've enjoyed this story ever since it has come out. I've looked forward to reading the next chapter every week. Can't wait for whatever you write next

 

[Cummo89]

Please say theres more to tyler and austins love story ...we want more

 

[Radd]

I loved your stories!! There were exciting moments! moments I cried, moments I got angry, moments I laughed, I read all 3 stories in 2 weeks! It makes me sad that they ended! You are a great writer! thank you!!

 

[jamesn4sh]

I went through every damn emotion reading this trilogy! ️️️️️

What a great story-teller you are @thehottestmenxx - if ever i was in a position to create my own Netflix series or feature length films, expect a phone call!! Thank you

 

[MaliPrinc]

MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN

Chapter 24: Can't help falling in love (Part 2)

"I think I'm ready. And I believe that you want it... Right?"

I grabbed his ass.

"You, bastard... I could tell lately that you were so close... That you wanted it so bad... Now I see why you've been waiting!"

"That's my conservative side, you know."

He pulled down my pants and my briefs.

Obviously, I was hard as a rock.

He got on his knees, his right hand was stroking my cock, his left hand was squeezed below my balls and scrotum, he had two fingers playing inside my ass crack, rubbing and poking against my hole.

"I forgot something in my vows." He told me.

"Yeah?"

He shoved his middle finger up my hole.

"I promise to take care of that ass of yours, anytime you may require so."

"That's beautiful." I whispered.

He buried his finger deeper inside of me. He was also stroking me more intensely.

"I promise to fuck and wreck your asshole as hard as you may want, and to only stop when you are fully satisfied."

"Hmmm.... Really romantic..."

"I know, right?"

He chuckled and got a second finger inside my ass. He was now kissing the edges of my cock at the same time.

Austin had always known what he was doing when it came to sex, but with the years, and especially in the few weeks preceding the wedding, he had really figured out my sensitive points.

"Austin... You... You're gonna make me cum..."

"Really?" He had his lips around my leaking cockhead.

"I thought... You... You wanted me to... To fuck you."

He bobbed up and down my cock. I had to resist so hard not to nut in his throat. I heard him gagging on my cock and I could not even look down at his nose buried in my pubic hair.

"Let's... Hmmm... Let's move to the bed..." I requested.

Austin stood up, licked the precum dripping from his lips and took off his own pants. His hard monster-cock was throbbing too.

Fuck. My husband looked like a God.

We were both stark naked and we made out until we fell on the bed. Somehow, he ended up on top of me, facing me, his cock rubbing and leaking against my own crotch. My nose had somehow ended in his hairy and sweaty pits.

We could not keep our hands off each other. He was groping my ass, I was caressing his pecs and then stroking his dick. He spat in my mouth. Dirty boy!

"I fucking love you." He spoke.

I spat back in his mouth.

"I fucking love you too, hubby."

Rough sex had always been part of our relationship. Our intimacy kind of started this way. But since we were romantically involved, we were so much better at it.

Respect me in our daily life, but please, call me a filthy slut in the sack!

Austin went back to fingering my ass as he started sucking on my nipples.

May I remind you that at this point, we had not had sex in more than 48 hours and he had just told me that he wanted me to take his anal virginity! How was I supposed to keep it cool? My cocks and balls were screaming for a release.

We switched position in the king size bed. We were doing a good old 69? I moved a little upwards to have a perfect view on his hairy ass and his birth marks.

Yummy!

I tried to think about sad stuff when he started sucking my dick off and playing with my balls but I could not find anything, I was way too happy!

I started licking his pucker and fingering him while Austin was gagging on my cock.

I heard him choking and moaning, his mouth was full of my dick.

"Fuck yeah..."

Okay. There, I jizzed in his throat, I could not help it!

My cock deflated a bit but Austin kept it warm in his eager mouth.

No problem, my husband could take care of my asshole while my genitals were resting. He did make sure to swap the cum inside my own mouth before moving on to my bum though. A true gentleman!

He started rimming me and I got on all fours to give him a better access to his well-deserved meal. Fuck, he knew how to do this right!

His tongue was lapping in the inside of my ass crack, searching deep in my anal cavity.

Warm, wet and slimy.

Austin fucked me doggy style shortly after, and then, I impaled myself on his massive, nine inches cock. I buried myself on his pole and showed him how good I was at power bottoming.

We literally fell from the bed; he continued banging me on the floor until he was on the verge of cumming.

He was banging my prostate like only Austin knew how. And my husband certainly got stamina, even after a night of dancing and partying!

"More?" He kept on asking.

"Yes... Please... More!" I kept on replying.

After about fifteen minutes of hardcore pounding, he retracted himself, the thick veins of his dick were pulsating a lot, his cockhead was leaking proficiently. In the meantime, my own cock had reverted to full-mast again. The prostate massage had felt nice!

I was horny as fuck.

We took a little break. I ate chocolate cake on his abs. He drank champagne from my ass crack.

It was a night to celebrate after all!

"Wanna do me, now?" He asked as we were cuddling.

I was glad that Austin made his intentions clear because I wanted this to come from him. It was a big step.

"You're sure you want to? I would love that, but no pressure, who cares about the wedding night. If you have any second thought or..."

He forced me to look him in the eyes.

"Tyler Braxton Prat," - we had decided to keep both of our names -- "I want you to fuck me. I want to feel you inside of me. I would not give this to anyone else than you, but I'm yours, I want to give my ass to you."

Wow.

You remember when I was wearing a neckless that said "property of Austin" and I was used as gangbang's materials for Austin's bros? How the times had changed!

"I'm gonna fuck you like you deserve." I said, kissing his neck.

I licked his sweat, a light salty taste. I loved him so much.

I fetched some massaging / lube oils and I sat on Austin's large muscular back. I took my time to caress him, and then to go down on his body, his lower back, his juicy bum, his birth marks, the inner of his ass crack.

My own virginity loss had been a rather traumatic experience. It was with one of my college professors, he was very rough and not that considerate.

With Austin, I wanted the opposite.

Not that I did not intend to bang him at least as hard as he was doing me, but above all, I wanted him to feel comfortable.

He was lying on his front on the bed while I was massaging his ass. I started burying my tongue and then my fingers in his tight pink hole. That was not new. We had done that many times before but this time, we both knew this was only foreplay before the main course. I hardly could not wait.

"Does it feel good, babe?" I checked.

"So good..." He mumbled.

I started rubbing my cock against his pucker. I was getting so close.

I took some more lube and I shoved one, two, and finally three fingers in, stretching his virgin hole as never before.

"Should we try it in this position?" I whispered, all ready to fuck him right there.

"I... I'd like to see you."

I smiled.

"Oh really?"

"Yes... Please..."

"You'd like to see my face as I'm fucking your ass for the very first time."

"I do."

He said: "I do"! To be honest, this one may have meant more than the one pronounced in the chapel earlier.

Austin turned around, got to the edge of the bed and spread his muscular legs in the air. Aside from the fact that I had never fucked Austin, I was rarely a top in my previous relationships.

I started to feel the pressure.

My precum was already coating against my husband's wet hole. He was ready.

I looked into his blue eyes and pushed the tip of my cock inside his ass. There was some resistance at first.

"Hmm..." He mumbled softly.

I chuckled. I was supposed to take his nine inches monster cock on a daily basis and he was having troubles with the top of my seven inches stick!

To be fair, his hole was tight as fuck. I dug deeper. It was time to pop his cherry once and for all.

"You're feeling good, Aust?"

"Yes... Hmmm... This is... Nice..."

"I keep going?"

"Fuck yeah..."

I was happy to oblige. I was breaking in. Looking at him, how much he was loving it, how hard his dick was getting, flapping against is abs... That was making this so much hotter.

I felt like I was breaching another barrier, both practically and metaphorically.

I leaned over, buried myself further inside my husband, and kissed him sensually. I was in him. Austin was no longer a virgin.

"I love you."

I was now going back and forth, he was moaning louder and louder, things were getting more intense.

"Keep going... That feels.... Hmmm... That feels so good..."

"Deeper, babe?"

"Yeah..."

We made out again. I went balls deep.

"Fuck yes!"

"How does it feel, babe?"

"So good... So, fucking good... Fuck me, babe... Fuck me harder..."

I started ramming him. I knew I was bumping and poking against his prostate. Austin was experiencing his first complete anal orgasm; his dick was spurting cum everywhere as well. His eyes were rolling at the back of his head.

I was not done though.

I turned him around, - he let me use him like a rag doll -, and I fucked his ass from behind.

"I'm going to breed you, Aust." I felt very powerful.

"Please... Please do..."

After more back and forth motions, I finally nutted in his ass. I was cumming for the second time that night but for the very first time inside my husband.

It may have taken more than twelve years to get to that point with Austin but it was worth every second.

We lied down on the bed, intertwined with each other, cuddling.

I loved the way he was holding me. His smell. His presence.

We felt safe.

We were happy.

And then what?

*

*

*

*

*

EPILOGUE

Was everything perfect from the moment Austin and I got married?

Certainly not.

In the past ten years, we have had our fair shares of dramas, issues, and misunderstandings.

Who does not go through tough times in life?

Austin lost his job shortly after we moved to Boston and we had to solely rely on the revenues generated by my work on x-rated social media pages and managing Ralph.

I was fully okay with that but Austin had troubles dealing with being unemployed.

He ended up changing jobs multiple times until he became a personal trainer. This created other types of issues since he was mostly training gay guys but I learned to get my jealousy under control and to trust him.

See, I was maturing!

I did change my own career path when I released my first book four years ago. The critics, feedback, and little notoriety which came with it had an impact as well but Austin and I handled this part pretty well.

We had way more to deal with anyway.

Cassie went through her first breast cancer about three years after we had moved to Boston and we had to take a more prominent role in Lena's life. When she died during the resurgence of her cancer a couple years ago, we gained full custody of Austin's daughter.

That was tough on all of us, believe it or not, but I had become good friends with Cassandra.

I officially became a step-father even though I hate this term.

As far as I am concerned, I am Lena's father. Period.

We have a family to take care of now, and both Austin and I have been very committed to make it work.

Maybe that is the secret of long-term relationships in the end? Both parties to really want it!

I do not believe in love that lasts forever but I do believe in communication, respect and commitment. Austin does too and we have always made sure to sticking up to these principles, no matter what.

Another thing I believe in is how you can fall in love, again and again, of the same person.

Seeing Austin handling Cassie's cancer, how he was there for her and for their daughter, I thought my husband was so strong.

Every year that has passed since we have gotten married has gotten me falling in love again with him, each time for a different reason.

I have no idea what the future holds for us but I have seen enough people die and suffer to understand that life is short and unpredictable. I have gone through enough to know that there is no need to be judgmental or bitter.

And, above all, I know that I am strong enough to take everything that will come my way.

As I am closing this chapter, this book, and this trilogy altogether, I have to confess that the notion of a happy ending has always felt strange to me. As if "happiness" was a state we could be in, and once reached, this was "the end".

Is not that a depressing thought?

The idea of "endings" is concerning enough... In my views, no story ever truly ends, people only choose to stop telling them.

That being said, I think I am at this point now, where I am ready to stop telling this particular story.

I have shared a lot of myself in these pages, probably too much, and probably in vain, but if only one of my readers have enjoyed the ride, cried with me, laughed with me, and jerked-off with me (I mean, it was kind of the point), I guess that I have accomplished my mission.

See you in ten years, maybe, in another book, sharing my life as a 40+ daddy! Who knows?

[THE END]

****

[Notes from the author: A huuuuuuuuge thank you to those of you who have been following Tyler's journey since the very beginning!

I have spent more than four years of my life with these characters - I would have never thought back in 2019 this would become a complete trilogy and my longuest running story (so far)! I am more than grateful. Cheers!

You can support my work and discover many, many, many more stories on Patreon.]

I started reading for sex, continued and finished reading for love. Well done!