Page 58 of Like the Season
“Thanks. I’m going to go change. I don’t know what time your dad’s going to be home. He was still working when I left.”
“Are your jobs safe?”
“Seems to be. I’m already moved to my new department. I guess we’ll have to see what happens next.” He headed to their bedroom and changed clothes. After thinking about it, he walked over to the closet, retrieved the cane, and left it on the bed.
He was still in the bathroom when he heard the front door open and close, and the sound of Boyd’s voice. Caleb was finishing up in the bathroom and had just washed his hands when the bathroom door opened.
Caleb spotted in the mirror that Boyd held the cane.
He immediately shoved his shorts and briefs down and bent over, hands on the counter.
In the mirror he watched Boyd smile as he walked over. “Good boy,” he softly said.
He held the back of Caleb’s neck with his left hand and delivered five hard, stinging strokes with the cane over the still fading marks from the last five he’d earned.
Boyd set the cane aside and reached around Caleb, grabbing his cock. “You can come—you earned it.”
Caleb didn’t argue, meeting Boyd’s gaze in the mirror as the man jacked his cock, feeling Boyd’s hard cock pressing against his ass through the man’s slacks. When Caleb came, Boyd brought his hand up to Caleb’s mouth and made him lick it clean. Then he pulled him up from the counter, spun him around, and pointed at the floor.
He dropped like a rock, fumbling for Boyd’s fly and finally freeing his cock, moaning when Boyd took over and quickly fucked a load down Caleb’s throat. Then Boyd pulled him to his feet, holding him.
“Such a good boy,” he whispered. “You did so good today. I’m so proud of you.”
Everything inside Caleb’s brain shut up and shut down except for the sound of Boyd’s words whispered in his ear. All the stress—gone. Melted away with the pain and the love his Sir gave him.
“Are we really okay, Sir? At work?”
“Yeah. We’re safe.” He kissed him. “You know what happens now, right?”
“Sir?”
Boyd smiled. “We get to shop for wedding rings.”
* * * *
With their secret out at work, there was no longer a reason to delay their wedding.
Since Ella was already a member of Venture, and knew about their relationship, Boyd opted to hold the wedding there two weeks after his return from Oregon. He didn’t need to invite people from work, thinking it was probably better they didn’t attend.
Caleb agreed he was happy with that decision.
Boyd also invited Kent, Tim, and Paul, since Kent especially played a key role in them reaching that point.
That past Wednesday, on their lunch hour, Boyd and Caleb went down to the county clerk’s office and got their marriage license.
Today they were making it official.
With Ella still using the wheelchair, because Boyd was terrified to let her walk and risk hurting herself on the crutches, they gathered at Venture with everyone early before a Saturday evening play party. Boyd had invited a few lifestyle friends as well, like Tristan, Kyle, and Jessica, Cali and her guys, and Loren was performing their ceremony. Jessica had volunteered to take pictures for them, and would be capturing both their collaring and wedding vows.
“Hey, everybody,” Loren called out with a smile to get everyone’s attention. “Looks like everyone’s here, right? Let’s get started.”
Boyd remembered how it wasn’t too terribly long ago he’d felt a little envious of Tristan for getting together with Kyle.
If only he’d known who was awaiting him, he would have happily waited.
He wasn’t just marrying Caleb tonight—he would also collar him, and he wanted to collar him first.
Boyd took Caleb’s hands in his as they stood in front of Loren. He smiled as he squeezed Caleb’s hands and glanced at the floor, then back at him.
