Wedding Bell Blues Part 2!

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WBB part 2. See post one for the info, review please.

Drew, Brad, Colin, Ryan, Greg, and Jeff were all in an airport. Wayne and the others would be flying in later. Drew tried to hold in his laughter as Ryan started doing breathing exercises in the terminal. “It’ll be okay, Ryan…just relax…” Colin soothed, holding his hand. Ryan kept breathing.

 

Greg snorted. “You sound like you’re going into labor.”

 

Ryan glared a look that shot daggers. “I swear, when I get off that plane, I’m going to kick your ass.”

 

Drew went up to get a sandwich and noticed people staring. He was used to it by now. “Hey, are you Drew Carey?” the cashier asked.

 

“Yes.” He nodded.

 

The girl smiled. “I hear you and Brad are getting married. I hope you guys are happy.”

 

Drew chuckled. “Thank you. I hope we’ll be happy too.”

 

“Me and my friends have been writing about you as a couple for years.”

 

Drew cocked an eyebrow. “Really? Can I find them anywhere?...”

 

 

On the plane, Drew got out his laptop once it was safe and managed to connect to the internet. It was a big plane, so they were all facing each other in seats. They asked for some privacy and for once, got it.

 

“Guys, check this out.” Drew called them over. “It’s stories about us!”

 

They all looked, even Ryan. “Wow, it looks like Colin and Ryan are the most popular couple…” Jeff mused. “Holy shit, that looks painful.” He hissed, as he read an ‘intimate’ scene.

 

“I’ve found a lot of them.” Drew laughed. “Some are really weird, in this one, Colin’s pregnant.”

 

Colin rolled his eyes. “Man, some of these are depressing.” Brad said. “I’ve found three murder-suicide stories so far.”

 

Ryan frowned. “That’s a little much.”

 

Drew found some stories about him. “Oh, God…” He whispered. “This is…this is really bad.”

 

Brad put a hand on his shoulder. “What is it?”

 

“This story is about…me talking about my…molestation.” Everyone looked at him in sympathy. Drew went on. “It’s well written, but…let’s do something else. I don’t wanna read anymore.” He finished, putting on some earphones and beginning to play solitaire.

 

Brad sighed and massaged Drew’s shoulders gently. The sad moment even took Ryan’s mind off flying. At least for then.

 

 

“VANCOUVER!!!” Ryan nearly screamed, running out of the airport and kissing the ground. “Why aren’t you easier to drive to?”

 

Greg and Brad cackled as Colin picked him up. “Let’s get to the hotel, shall we?”

 

Drew came out, and by now was in a much better mood, so they decided to grab a bite to eat first. They stopped at a burger joint and sat down to eat. Jeff noticed it first. “Drew, aren’t you hungry?”

 

Drew had barely touched his food. “I’m not really that hungry.”

 

Greg gagged on a fry. “Okay, the devil called, he wants to know if he can borrow a scarf.”

 

Drew shook his head. “I don’t know. I’ll save it for later. Maybe it’s just the long ride.”

 

Brad caught his hand below the table and rubbed it gently. Something was wrong, he knew. They kept the conversation going, then went to the hotel.

 

 

Brad and Drew checked into their room after saying goodnight, and Drew took off his jacket and placed it on a hook. He rubbed his neck firmly.

 

“Stiff neck?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“Want a massage?” Drew looked to Brad. He was wearing nothing but his slacks, and his hair was kind of mussed, just the way Drew liked it. Drew grinned. “Sure. And I’ll do you afterward.”

 

“No, tonight’s just for you.” Brad said softly. “I want to make you feel better.”

 

Drew leaned in and kissed him. “Okay.”

 

Drew took off his shirt, and, at Brad’s request, the rest of his clothes. He laid on the bed on his stomach, and Brad began the massage. Drew sighed in contentment. Brad had such strong hands. His touch sent waves of calm throughout his body. He felt a deep, aching love for this man, something he’d never felt for anyone else.

 

A while later, Brad’s hands stilled. Drew sighed. “Thank you. That was wonderful.”

 

Brad took off the rest of his clothes and went to lie next to Drew. “You’re wonderful.” He kissed him. It was tender at first, but then it grew to intensity.

 

Drew pulled away, almost in a fog. “Brad…” he breathed.

 

Brad knew that look. Drew had a kind of glaze in his eyes, his face was flushed and he was panting. It was the ‘I-want-you-to-fuck-me-into-the-mattress’ kind of look. He was happy to oblige.

 

He spun Drew onto his back and straddled him. Drew pulled him down for another kiss. He moaned as Brad’s hand reached down and started to stroke him. “Brad…let me…”

 

“Shh, no, this is about you, remember? Just relax and let me love you.”

 

Drew looked up and put his trust completely in Brad at that moment. “Okay. I trust you.” The words melted Brad’s heart into a puddle. Drew laid back on the pillows, his arms loosely at his sides. Brad kissed his way down Drew’s chest until he was face-to-face with Drew’s hardness.

 

It was fully hard by now, especially when Brad drew his tongue along the length of it. Drew gave a deep moan, and Brad’s hands slid into his. Brad kept up the teasing for a while, then took Drew into his mouth. Drew let out a soft cry as Brad bobbed and sucked, making throaty noises that drove Drew absolutely insane.

 

“Brad…oh, God, that’s good…Brad…oh, I’m getting close…I’m gonna-“

 

Brad let go at that warning, and moved up to kiss him. “Not just yet, Drew. I want you to come with me inside you.”

 

Drew nodded, breathlessly. “Yes.”

 

Brad reached for the lube on the nightstand, did a job of greasing himself up before slipping a finger into Drew’s opening. He was tight, most likely tense from everything that happened today. He slipped in another finger, feeling Drew loosen. He positioned himself. “Ready?”

 

At Drew’s nod, Brad pressed in. Drew let out another cry, a mixture of pleasure and pain. Brad waited for a few moments, then started pushing in further. At Drew’s harsh swear and gritted teeth, he froze. He leaned in and caressed Drew’s head and shoulders. “C’mon, Drew…just relax, open up for me…c’mon, baby, it’ll get better…just open up for me, just relax…”

At his words, he felt the channel open, and Brad was able to slide in easier. He noticed Drew was enjoying it too. He started pushing back against Brad. “More.” He gasped as Brad hit his prostate.

 

Brad lifted Drew’s hand to his lips, kissing the ring on his finger. “I love you.”

 

Drew looked at him, eyes full of love. “I love you more.”

 

Brad lifted Drew’s legs and began to thrust harder, to Drew’s moan of delight. Pretty soon, neither of them could stand it and they were going as fast as they could, crying out in harmony as the pleasure overtook them.

 

Brad disengaged and collapsed against Drew, who held him tightly. They could hear the beating of each other’s hearts. “Drew…” Brad breathed. He felt Drew’s hand waving into his hair. He leaned up to kiss him, and noticed that tears were starting in Drew’s eyes. “What’s wrong?” He asked in concern. “Did I hurt you?”

 

“No…I just love this so much…I love you…” He noticed the voice was almost asking the question.

 

Brad lifted Drew’s face to look at his. “Drew. Listen to me. I’ll tell you something now I hope you never forget. Even if I die a monk somewhere in a monastery, this is it. Cut and print. Roll credits. Got it?”

 

“Yes, but-“

 

“Don’t talk. Just listen. I love you. I now realize why all the chances I had at love before weren’t going to work. Because I was meant to be here. With you.”

 

Okay, that was it. Drew was going to cry now. The tears flowed as he kissed Brad fiercely. Brad held him gently, tears coming for him as well.

 

“I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone.” Brad said softly.

 

“I love you more.” Drew whispered back.

 

-END OF CHAPTER TWO-