Remaining Faithful 4/4
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damigellaMake sure you've read warnings etc at Chapter 1. And of course Chapter 2 and Chapter 3.
I walk in front of this sign repeatedly every day.
Chapter 4 Married Bliss
The next morning House woke up to the smell of coffee, toast bread and omelette.
When he came to the kitchen he remarked "I thought an official marriage proposal was good enough for pancakes and bacon?"
Wilson looked like he had spent most of the night awake. "I slept badly. I'm…scared."
House growled. "Told you to google it in the morning. Anyway, it's not like it's the first time in your life your genitals undergo surgical modification."
Wilson was so tired it took him a handful of seconds to figure out what House was talking about. "It's very different and you know it. At least last time people knew I wouldn't be able to remember it."
House smiled reassuringly as he ogled his food with growing appetite. "They also didn't ask you. Let's talk after breakfast, everything looks worse on an empty stomach."
*****
"You really want to give me the Prince Albert yourself? Not go to Pedro?"
"He explained to me how to do it. Also, I'm a doctor, you know."
"You're not a surgeon."
"Neither's Pedro, and we're not talking brain surgery here. It's very easy. Also, I'll make sure you enjoy it. In fact, my aim is to give you an orgasm at the same time as the PA goes into place."
Wilson usually pale face gained a bit of color. "How…how do you want to do that?"
"That's a surprise for you. And I'm not telling you when I'm going to do it, either. So, is it a yes? If it is, you can choose the wedding bands, the outfits we wear, and the music at the ceremony."
"Seriously?"
"The rings, yes. The rest was obviously a joke. But you can fix the date and invite any relatives you want, so long as it's not more than I can count on my fingers - and this includes my parents."
Wilson thought about the proposal for a grand total of five seconds. Possibly less. "It's a yes."
House laughed. "It would have been a yes anyway once I mentioned the orgasm, am I right?"
Wilson's cheeks were now definitely red. He very slowly nodded.
*****
House had taken back the future Prince Albert ring and stashed it away somewhere. In fact, the issue seemed to have vanished from the horizon as the two doctors became increasingly busy organizing the civil union.
First of all there was the paperwork; some of it they already had, like being each other's medical proxy, but many more things were needed. And some just couldn't be achieved, at least nowhere near what their rights would have been had they been able to get married. Wilson thought with regret and anger of how many rights and privileges he and his wives had enjoyed without even making an effort for them, and tried hard to hide such thoughts from House, just bringing him the stuff he had to sign.
Then there was the ceremony: both sets of parents had agreed to attend so long as everything was kept low key. Wilson had given up the religious ceremony, exacting from House in exchange the promise he would be clean, wear Wilson-selected clothes (he was allowed to keep his usual cane) and trim his beard.
There was going to be a very simple cocktail afterward at a nearby hotel, just a couple of hours, not too late so that everybody could go home. Instead of a honeymoon they would spend the night in a suite in the same hotel, having dinner and breakfast by room service.
The secular ceremony was fast and almost businesslike; the real commitment was the one he and House had already shared in private, and this was just a way to inform the few people who may have a real interest in celebrating their happiness. Wilson made an extra point of introducing Cuddy to both sets of parents as "the person who helped us get together again" while House listened with a smirk but refrained from mentioning that she shared the merit with Clive, Pedro and Dick.
*****
It was with a satisfied sigh that Wilson closed behind the two of them the door of the wedding suite.
House looked at him in an almost bashful way. "So good that you finally made a honest man out of me," he whispered, after which he very carefully started removing every item of clothing each of them had on.
He took a good look at Wilson, his eyes lingering lovingly on the tag and the soldered ring holding it. "I have a surprise for you. A wedding present, let's say."
He limped to his suitcase and brought something back to Wilson. "That's a lot of black leather."
"Yes, and it's all for you to wear. Goes well with your creamy skin. Comfortable restraints for wrists and ankles, a handsome cock ring to make sure our evening isn't too short, a harness to keep the vibrating dildo in place so that I can have my hands free, and a really handsome silk blindfold! Don't worry, I'll make a movie of it, so you can watch after."
"Why would we need a battery-operated cock? We already have one each, and they seem to work pretty well."
"It'll be fun, you'll see. Be a good boy and put on the ankle restraints and the blindfold yourself, it will be hard enough for poor cripple me to deal with the wrists later."
*****
"That was wonderful. I love getting a blow-job while playing with the commands of the Night Rider Vibe. Might beat the PSP as my favorite toy."
"Well, it certainly isn't my favorite toy. It's way smaller than you are, and much more boring. It was teasing but didn't bring me anywhere close."
"Don't worry, we'll fix that. First, though, the wrist restraints and the cock ring."
House finished fixing Wilson up, then he looked at him with admiration.
"My god, you're so handsome! I should have a picture of you like this on my desk."
"Are you sure?"
"No, actually you're right. There's something else missing." Wilson could hear House fumbling in his suitcase, then the lube being squeezed. "Relax and let this babe in."
"Uh…what's that?" Wilson had a sharp breath intake as the toy's head squeezed past the first ring of muscles, then the next. "House… that might be too big?"
"Don't worry, I'll go slowly." House started licking the tip of Wilson's cock, while sliding more and more of the toy inside.
"Oh My God… does this ever end? House what's that for fuck's sake?"
House took a break and put on his reading glasses. "Name's 'Outlaw VixSkin Realistic Dildo', although how realistic it is with a length of 8 1/2" and a diameter of 2", I'm not sure. Don't worry, it's all in now, I'll just snap the harness on to keep it in place and we can get going."
"And why would we need that? Last I heard you had a cock - although admittedl of a somewhat smaller size."
"Because I want to have the pleasure of giving you head while you're being ass-fucked, I'm not limber enough to do it while using my cock to fuck you, and I didn't think you'd want to have Dick around on our wedding night, so I just got…well, another dick."
House started giving Wilson a blow-job just the way he preferred, using one hand to massage his balls and the other to move the dildo in and out. Wilson was soon out of speaking range and reduced to mere moans.
Then House let go of his cock completely, and started twisting his nipple rings instead. The moans switched to a higher pitch, and Wilson started thrusting as much as the restraints allowed him to.
House stopped and calmly made all the restraints much tighter while Wilson loudly cursed him, then he removed the cock ring and focused on pounding Wilson with the dildo. The moans resumed, intermixed with desperate pleas: "House… my cock… just touch it…please…"
Finally, House grabbed the base of the cock with one hand, and gave a small lick to the head. Then another, and another, until he could see Wilson's balls slightly moving up, a sure sign that orgasm was impending.
He moved the left hand up the shaft until he could hold the head of Wilson's cock firmly, and with one smooth movement he slid the ring through his husband's urethra. Wilson screamed with pain and pleasure together; he couldn't hold the orgasm any more, and the first wave hit seconds after the engagement ring had gone into place. House's left hand firmly held Wilson's cock all through the orgasm and the aftershocks, while the right delicately circles the head, milking it for one more contraction, than another. When all was over, House checked everything carefully: the sperm had a slightly reddish hue, but he saw with satisfaction that there wasn't so much blood. He should definitely thank Pedro for the advice - and Clive for helping him plan the rest and selecting the bondage gear - the dildo was in fact Clive and Pedro's joint wedding present.
Once Wilson was completely relaxed in his arms, House removed the dildo and harness, then the restraints, then the blindfold. He also cleaned and disinfected the fresh wound and covered it with the dressing Pedro had suggested. Than he covered both of them with the comforter and hugged Wilson tight. Wilson hugged him back even tighter.
"Does it hurt?"
"Not really. A little bit, that is. So good. I love you, House."
House felt a bit nervous. He hoped he hadn't forced Wilson into something he didn't really like, just so that they'd get married.
"It's your fourth wedding night, I thought I'd need something to make it special."
He pointed to the tripod in a corner.
"And you can see for yourself how hot it was any time you want."
Wilson kissed him passionately, then smiled.
"You certainly succeeded. Did you ask Pedro how long do I have to wait before I can get my engagement ring soldered as well?"
I walk in front of this sign repeatedly every day.
Chapter 4 Married Bliss
The next morning House woke up to the smell of coffee, toast bread and omelette.
When he came to the kitchen he remarked "I thought an official marriage proposal was good enough for pancakes and bacon?"
Wilson looked like he had spent most of the night awake. "I slept badly. I'm…scared."
House growled. "Told you to google it in the morning. Anyway, it's not like it's the first time in your life your genitals undergo surgical modification."
Wilson was so tired it took him a handful of seconds to figure out what House was talking about. "It's very different and you know it. At least last time people knew I wouldn't be able to remember it."
House smiled reassuringly as he ogled his food with growing appetite. "They also didn't ask you. Let's talk after breakfast, everything looks worse on an empty stomach."
*****
"You really want to give me the Prince Albert yourself? Not go to Pedro?"
"He explained to me how to do it. Also, I'm a doctor, you know."
"You're not a surgeon."
"Neither's Pedro, and we're not talking brain surgery here. It's very easy. Also, I'll make sure you enjoy it. In fact, my aim is to give you an orgasm at the same time as the PA goes into place."
Wilson usually pale face gained a bit of color. "How…how do you want to do that?"
"That's a surprise for you. And I'm not telling you when I'm going to do it, either. So, is it a yes? If it is, you can choose the wedding bands, the outfits we wear, and the music at the ceremony."
"Seriously?"
"The rings, yes. The rest was obviously a joke. But you can fix the date and invite any relatives you want, so long as it's not more than I can count on my fingers - and this includes my parents."
Wilson thought about the proposal for a grand total of five seconds. Possibly less. "It's a yes."
House laughed. "It would have been a yes anyway once I mentioned the orgasm, am I right?"
Wilson's cheeks were now definitely red. He very slowly nodded.
*****
House had taken back the future Prince Albert ring and stashed it away somewhere. In fact, the issue seemed to have vanished from the horizon as the two doctors became increasingly busy organizing the civil union.
First of all there was the paperwork; some of it they already had, like being each other's medical proxy, but many more things were needed. And some just couldn't be achieved, at least nowhere near what their rights would have been had they been able to get married. Wilson thought with regret and anger of how many rights and privileges he and his wives had enjoyed without even making an effort for them, and tried hard to hide such thoughts from House, just bringing him the stuff he had to sign.
Then there was the ceremony: both sets of parents had agreed to attend so long as everything was kept low key. Wilson had given up the religious ceremony, exacting from House in exchange the promise he would be clean, wear Wilson-selected clothes (he was allowed to keep his usual cane) and trim his beard.
There was going to be a very simple cocktail afterward at a nearby hotel, just a couple of hours, not too late so that everybody could go home. Instead of a honeymoon they would spend the night in a suite in the same hotel, having dinner and breakfast by room service.
The secular ceremony was fast and almost businesslike; the real commitment was the one he and House had already shared in private, and this was just a way to inform the few people who may have a real interest in celebrating their happiness. Wilson made an extra point of introducing Cuddy to both sets of parents as "the person who helped us get together again" while House listened with a smirk but refrained from mentioning that she shared the merit with Clive, Pedro and Dick.
*****
It was with a satisfied sigh that Wilson closed behind the two of them the door of the wedding suite.
House looked at him in an almost bashful way. "So good that you finally made a honest man out of me," he whispered, after which he very carefully started removing every item of clothing each of them had on.
He took a good look at Wilson, his eyes lingering lovingly on the tag and the soldered ring holding it. "I have a surprise for you. A wedding present, let's say."
He limped to his suitcase and brought something back to Wilson. "That's a lot of black leather."
"Yes, and it's all for you to wear. Goes well with your creamy skin. Comfortable restraints for wrists and ankles, a handsome cock ring to make sure our evening isn't too short, a harness to keep the vibrating dildo in place so that I can have my hands free, and a really handsome silk blindfold! Don't worry, I'll make a movie of it, so you can watch after."
"Why would we need a battery-operated cock? We already have one each, and they seem to work pretty well."
"It'll be fun, you'll see. Be a good boy and put on the ankle restraints and the blindfold yourself, it will be hard enough for poor cripple me to deal with the wrists later."
*****
"That was wonderful. I love getting a blow-job while playing with the commands of the Night Rider Vibe. Might beat the PSP as my favorite toy."
"Well, it certainly isn't my favorite toy. It's way smaller than you are, and much more boring. It was teasing but didn't bring me anywhere close."
"Don't worry, we'll fix that. First, though, the wrist restraints and the cock ring."
House finished fixing Wilson up, then he looked at him with admiration.
"My god, you're so handsome! I should have a picture of you like this on my desk."
"Are you sure?"
"No, actually you're right. There's something else missing." Wilson could hear House fumbling in his suitcase, then the lube being squeezed. "Relax and let this babe in."
"Uh…what's that?" Wilson had a sharp breath intake as the toy's head squeezed past the first ring of muscles, then the next. "House… that might be too big?"
"Don't worry, I'll go slowly." House started licking the tip of Wilson's cock, while sliding more and more of the toy inside.
"Oh My God… does this ever end? House what's that for fuck's sake?"
House took a break and put on his reading glasses. "Name's 'Outlaw VixSkin Realistic Dildo', although how realistic it is with a length of 8 1/2" and a diameter of 2", I'm not sure. Don't worry, it's all in now, I'll just snap the harness on to keep it in place and we can get going."
"And why would we need that? Last I heard you had a cock - although admittedl of a somewhat smaller size."
"Because I want to have the pleasure of giving you head while you're being ass-fucked, I'm not limber enough to do it while using my cock to fuck you, and I didn't think you'd want to have Dick around on our wedding night, so I just got…well, another dick."
House started giving Wilson a blow-job just the way he preferred, using one hand to massage his balls and the other to move the dildo in and out. Wilson was soon out of speaking range and reduced to mere moans.
Then House let go of his cock completely, and started twisting his nipple rings instead. The moans switched to a higher pitch, and Wilson started thrusting as much as the restraints allowed him to.
House stopped and calmly made all the restraints much tighter while Wilson loudly cursed him, then he removed the cock ring and focused on pounding Wilson with the dildo. The moans resumed, intermixed with desperate pleas: "House… my cock… just touch it…please…"
Finally, House grabbed the base of the cock with one hand, and gave a small lick to the head. Then another, and another, until he could see Wilson's balls slightly moving up, a sure sign that orgasm was impending.
He moved the left hand up the shaft until he could hold the head of Wilson's cock firmly, and with one smooth movement he slid the ring through his husband's urethra. Wilson screamed with pain and pleasure together; he couldn't hold the orgasm any more, and the first wave hit seconds after the engagement ring had gone into place. House's left hand firmly held Wilson's cock all through the orgasm and the aftershocks, while the right delicately circles the head, milking it for one more contraction, than another. When all was over, House checked everything carefully: the sperm had a slightly reddish hue, but he saw with satisfaction that there wasn't so much blood. He should definitely thank Pedro for the advice - and Clive for helping him plan the rest and selecting the bondage gear - the dildo was in fact Clive and Pedro's joint wedding present.
Once Wilson was completely relaxed in his arms, House removed the dildo and harness, then the restraints, then the blindfold. He also cleaned and disinfected the fresh wound and covered it with the dressing Pedro had suggested. Than he covered both of them with the comforter and hugged Wilson tight. Wilson hugged him back even tighter.
"Does it hurt?"
"Not really. A little bit, that is. So good. I love you, House."
House felt a bit nervous. He hoped he hadn't forced Wilson into something he didn't really like, just so that they'd get married.
"It's your fourth wedding night, I thought I'd need something to make it special."
He pointed to the tripod in a corner.
"And you can see for yourself how hot it was any time you want."
Wilson kissed him passionately, then smiled.
"You certainly succeeded. Did you ask Pedro how long do I have to wait before I can get my engagement ring soldered as well?"