Page 34 of Roll With The Punches
Loren got started, her journal and the two pouches in her hand. “We’re gathered here tonight to celebrate these three men coming together to publicly declare their commitment to each other—”
“And to the loony bin,” Gilo playfully snarked from nearby. Tonight, he wore a suit and tie, while his wife, Abbey, stood by in a beautiful corset and skirt, and with a leash attached to the leather collar around her neck.
The other end held by Gilo.
Loren dropped him a wink and picked up where she left off before her deliberate setup for Gilo’s aside. “They’re more than friends, more than Dominant and submissives—they’re a family. Because our laws don’t exactly keep up with how fast we’ve evolved as a culture, and aren’t flexible enough to allow these three men to legally marry, they’ve chosen to come here tonight, where their journey together literally began, to publicly declare their love.” She nodded to Brandon.
Brandon took a deep breath and stared down at Jeff and Stuart.
“I knew from the first night we met that there was something special when the three of us were together. I’d never felt anything like that before. I’d never felt like my soul had come home before. I swore to myself I’d be careful, and I’d make sure I didn’t repeat any mistakes from previous relationships.
“At any time, you two could have looked at me and my life and my personal situation and decided it was too much trouble. That I brought drama into your lives that you didn’t need. Not only did you love me, you opened your hearts to accepting my daughter as your daughter. She wasn’t an inconvenience to you—she was family.”
He blinked his tears back, aware that Loren was ready with the crib sheet and hoping he wouldn’t have to resort to using it.
“I can’t promise you days full of hard kink. I can’t even promise you that life won’t get in the way of this part of our lives. But I can promise you that I love you, and everything I do with and for you starts with that love. I’m not saying life will be perfect. What I’m saying is that I will give you and our relationship everything I can, and I will never give up on either of you when life gets hard.
“Until now, we’ve called ourselves Dominant and submissives. What I wish we legally could call ourselves is husbands. In my heart, youaremy husbands. Today, I want to make a lifetime commitment to you both, as a Master, to you as my slaves, that everything I do for us will be forus.”
He focused on Jeff. “My toppy Alpha boy. You like to take multiple roles, including taking care of our entire family. You’re a calm, steady rock. When you come home and we’re together, I feel like I can relax and let go of the rest of the world for a while, because I know you’re ready to catch me.”
Then he smiled down at Stuart. “And my sweet subby beta boy. Eager and willing and full of so much energy. I’m not too proud to admit I need Jeff around to help keep you worn out.” A ripple of soft laughter flowed through the group. “Always making me smile, and always teaching me, even as you show me the joy in learning.
“The two of you, together, have become my world, a world I don’t want to be a part of if you two aren’t by my side. My sweet slaves. Before everyone here, I promise to love, cherish, protect, and always honor you as your Master. I will never punish in anger, and I will always remember to praise. I want you to succeed, because if you fail, it meansI’vefailedyou.”
He reached for the first bag from Loren, the blue one, and removed the necklace. “Jeff, this is the collar I bought specifically for you. I will never force you to be with me, because I only want you if you’re willing to be with me. I want you to be my Alpha slave, belong to me, for the rest of our lives together. But you have to ask for that, before everyone here. You have to tell me what you want.”
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Jeff gave up trying to hide his tears. Brandon had warned them he would give them each a chance to speak, and they were free to say what they wanted when that time came, but that they’d also know there would be one thing expected of them.
Now he struggled to remember everything he’d wanted to make sure he said.
Jeff nodded. “Yes, Master. I want to be your slave, for life. I want to be owned by you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and with Stuart. I promise to serve you with honor, I promise to give you my love and my trust. I promise that I will give you my service and my obedience. I want your word to be my law, and I have faith in you and our family. I love you, and I love Stuart, and want this to be our forever.”
Brandon leaned in and fastened the necklace around Jeff’s neck, cupping his hand around the back of Jeff’s neck and kissing him, slowly, sweetly, deeply. It stiffened his cock in his jeans and he knew whatever Brandon had in store for them later would likely be well worth waiting through the horniness he felt now.
“I love you so much,” Brandon whispered to him.
“I love you, too, Master.”
Brandon straightened again and took the other bag, removing an identical necklace and staring down at Stuart.
“Stuart, this is a collar I bought for you and you alone. I will never force you to be with me. I need to know you’re willing to be with me. I want you to be my beta slave, belong to me, cared for by me, and by Jeff, for the rest of our lives together. But you have to ask for it, before everyone here. If you want that, you have to tell me.”
* * * *
Stuart was about two breaths from a full-on emotional meltdown. He hoped they were almost done, because he was about to transform into a silly, sobbing snot monster.
Of the happy kind.
“I love you, Master. I want to belong to you, and to him. I want to be with you both. I’ve never been happier than I am with the two of you. I love you and I’ll do anything to make this work. I want to serve you, and for the three of us spend our lives together. Please make me your slave. It’s all I want to be.”
Stuart realized he was holding his breath when Brandon leaned in and fastened the necklace around his neck. Then, as he had with Jeff, he cupped his hand around the back of Stuart’s neck and kissed him.
“I love you, boy. Love you so much.”
“I love you, too, Master.”
