Wedding Night

By Liz03

"Goodnight, Ma." Michael kissed his mom on the cheek and gave her a hug.

"Night sweetie," Debbie responded, then leaned in again for another hug. She was just so proud and happy for her son, she couldn't seem to let him go.

"Ma! Let go! Help me out here, Ben." Michael wheezed.

Ben chuckled at his new husband's predicament. "Ok Debbie," he said sweetly as he pried her arms off Michael. "It's time for us to go to bed."

Debbie finally let go. "Of course! Time for you boys to have your wedding night! Try not to be too loud ok? Some of us would like to sleep." She laughed and pinched both their cheeks. At that comment, loud giggling could be heard from Ted and Emmett's tent. Hunter was staying in their tent for the night, so Ben and Michael could be alone.

"Whoo hoo! Go for it boys!" Hunter said mockingly, followed by more giggling.

"Maaaa!" Michael whined and blushed, embarrassed at what his own mother implying, and that others had heard her. Ben laughed and smiled at how cute Michael looked when he blushed.

"Well, night boys! Have fun!" Debbie winked as she walked away to her tent.

"Fuck your brains out!" Hunter yelled. A smack was heard, probably Emmett's hand to the back of his head. Then more giggling.

Ben and Michael crawled into their own tent, zipped closed the entrance, and settled down on the little air mattress. Ben laid down on his back, and Michael settled in on his side next to him, resting his head on Ben's shoulder and putting his arm around his waist. Ben gently caressed the back of Michael's head while Michael rubbed light circles on his stomach. Both lay content to be in each other's arms enjoying the peaceful quiet.

Ben reached his arm around Michael's neck and took his left hand in his own. He entwined his fingers with Michael's and began rubbing the silver band on his ring finger. He couldn't believe he was married, and was overcome with joy at having found someone he loved so deeply. "I love you," he whispered, then kissed Michael's temple.

Michael smiled at the feeling of his hand in Ben's. He never thought he would be a married man, but he was so glad he decided to marry Ben. He truly loved him with all of his heart, and felt like a better man whenever he was with him. Yes, they had had some tough times, but nothing they couldn't get through, and it all made them stronger. "I love you too," he whispered back, then raised his head up and planted a gentle and loving kiss on Ben's lips. He shifted his weight so that he was laying propped up on his right elbow, and reached his left hand up to play with Ben's hair. Their eyes locked and held each other's gaze for several minutes, then Michael leaned in again for another kiss. What began as a sweet and tender peck quickly developed into a more hungered kiss. Michael's tongue explored every nook and cranny of Ben's mouth and Ben lightly tug and bit on Michael's bottom lip. Quiet moans escaped from both men's mouths as they enjoyed the feel of each others lips. When oxygen became a necessity, they finally parted with a loud 'smack.' Michael smiled down at Ben and giggled at his flushed face and swollen lips.

"What's so funny?" Ben asked, smiling. He knew that Michael loved it when Ben was obviously turned on, but felt like asking anyway.

"Nothing. You just look really hot when I kiss you," Michael whispered as he leaned in for another kiss. This time they wasted no time before ravishing each other's mouths. Michael ran his tongue over Ben's teeth, then circled his tongue around and around with Ben's, both men fighting for dominance. Ben gripped the back of Michael's head and pulled him closer. He absolutely loved kissing Michael. Obviously everything else was wonderful too, but kissing him was by far his favorite thing to do. Michael's lips were so unbelievably soft, and his tongue was immensely talented.

Again, both men needed oxygen, so they broke the kiss and gazed into each others eyes. Michael was incredibly turned on, and could feel Ben's erection growing beneath his jeans, so he knew Ben felt the same way. Despite both of their obvious growing needs, Michael for some reason felt the urge to talk to his new husband first.

He sat back on his knees at Ben's side and lightly massaged Ben's thighs. "Can you believe we're married?" he asked, smiling.

"I know, it's amazing," Ben smiled. Then his _expression got serious as he continued. "I know the proposal seemed rushed, and I'm sorry the wedding wasn't more of a fancy affair, but we were only going to be in Toronto for a day, and it just felt like the right time. I love you so much, Michael, and I want to spend every day with you for the rest of my life." Ben could feel the tears welling up behind his eyes as he thought about how lucky he was to have Michael.

Michael's eyes began to water as he stared down at Ben. "I love you too, with all of my heart. I don't care that the wedding wasn't fancy, and I don't care that you proposed on a bus," he said as they both chuckled. "All I care about is that it was you that proposed and you that I married." Michael couldn't help it as tears started rolling down his cheeks.

Ben reached up and brushed the tears away with his thumb. Then he sat up and took Michael's face in his hands. Tears had started to run down his cheeks as well. "Michael, what did I ever do to deserve you?" he asked in a quiet choked voice. "I'm so sorry..."

Michael quickly leaned in and kissed Ben, silencing him. When he leaned back he put his finger on Ben's lips to keep him from continuing. "I know, I know. You don't have to apologize any more. What happened in the past is just that: the past. Live in the now, remember? What matters is that we love each other and always will." Michael took Ben's hands in his as he talked, and gently squeezed them when he finished.

"I do love you, Michael, and I promise to be there for you always. I know we need to live in the now, but I can't help but regret the past. I messed up. But now I know how blessed I am to have you in my life. You are my angel, my best friend, and now my husband." Ben couldn't help but let out a few choked sobs as he finished, and gripped Michael's hands even tighter.

Michael leaned in and kissed Ben's cheeks and chin, kissing away his tears. He ended his kisses with a tender one on Ben's lips, then leaned back and wiped his own tears off of his face.

"Ok, enough crying! This is our wedding night for goodness sake." Michael said laughing. He felt the need to tie up their conversation, so he continued. "I never want to hear you doubting yourself again, and no more apologizing for the past. Understood? We love each other, and as long as we remember that, we can make it through anything." He again took Ben's hands in his and moved so he was sitting in Ben's lap facing him.

"Understood. I love you and always will." Ben smiled as he took his hands from Michael's and reached around and grabbed Michael into the tightest embrace possible. Ben rested his head on Michael's chest and Michael laid his head on Ben's shoulder, with his face turned in towards his neck. He placed a few gentle kisses on his neck before just settling down and enjoying the feeling of being in Ben's arms. Ben kissed Michael's chest then closed his eyes and listened to the calming rhythm of his heartbeat. Words couldn't express how much he loved this man, but he knew Michael felt the same way, so words and apologies weren't necessary.

They sat in silence in a tight embrace for what seemed like forever, but neither man wanted to let go. Being in each other's arms just felt too perfect. Also, both of them needed a few minutes to calm their nerves and stop their tears.

After several minutes, Ben leaned back and looked Michael in the eyes. "So, what do you say we have a proper wedding night, Mr. Novotny, er, Bruckner, er, Novotny-Bruckner?" Ben asked, laughing, as he lightly caressed Michael's back, moving his hands lower and lower.

Michael returned the chuckle, but then turned serious. "I dunno Ben. I don't like how close everyone is. They'll all hear us, especially since they all know what we'll be doing. I'm sure Emmett and Ted are sitting outside our tent right now with their ears pressed up to the nylon." Michael's shyness was slowly taking over, especially since he knew his mother was sleeping only 10 feet away.

Ben smiled at Michael's shyness, which he found very endearing. He absolutely wasn't going to give up that easily. He slowly kneaded Michael's ass through the spandex pants as he quietly whispered in his ear. "Come on, baby. Don't worry about them. This night is about us, about our love, and about this," he said as he suddenly grabbed Michael's crotch, smiling as he noticed the obvious bulge. He knew Michael couldn't resist whispers in his ear.

Michael quietly moaned. Damn Ben, knew exactly how to get to him. When Ben whispered in his ear, the combination of his sexy voice and his hot breath got Michael every time. "Ben," he tried to argue again, but was quickly silenced by a passionate kiss. He was being tormented on every level. Ben's lips on his, tongue in his mouth, one hand kneading his ass, and the other slowly rubbing his growing erection. He backed out of the kiss, looked at the hungered look in Ben's eyes, and quietly whispered "Screw it" as he began unbuttoning and removing Ben's shirt.

"Atta boy," Ben said chuckling as he returned the favor, slowly undoing Michael's shirt.

Michael began unbuttoning Ben's jeans at a frantic pace, until Ben stopped his hands. "Whoa there, boy wonder. Let's take this slow. Enjoy our wedding night." He slowly laid Michael down on his back as he looked him lovingly in the eyes and smiled. Michael could see the mixture of love and lust in Ben's eyes, and decided to let him lead and see what Ben had in mind. He knew no matter what it was that he would certainly enjoy it. He closed his eyes to relish the sensations.

Ben loved it when Michael completely surrendered, and he couldn't wait to please him in as many ways possible. Show him how much he loved him.

Ben straddled Michael's thighs and slowly finished unbuttoning his shirt. As he undid each button, he lightly kissed the newly exposed skin. When the shirt was open completely, Ben massaged Michael's chest and stomach, then leaned down again and began sucking on each nipple until they became hardened little nubs. Michael moaned quietly then covered his mouth with his hand to try and stifle the noises. Ben smirked at Michael's motions, and whispered in his ear "If I have anything to say about it, you're going to need more than your hand to cover the noises you'll be making."

Michael's eyes grew even more deep brown with lust. He removed his hand and smiled back. "I have a feeling we may need to purchase some new pillows after tonight," he chuckled.

"I'll do my best," Ben said as he moved so he was kneeling at Michael's feet. He slowly removed each shoe and sock and started to gently kiss the undersides of each foot.

"My feet stink," Michael whined as he tried to pull his feet out of Ben's grasp.

"I don't care and no they don't. They're part of you, and tonight every part of you gets attention." Ben responded as he took one of Michael's big toes into his mouth and began sucking on it as if it was something else.

Michael gasped but managed to whisper "Whatever you say, big guy." Then his eyes locked with Ben's as he watched Ben massage and suck on every toe. Quiet whimpers escaped from his lips every few seconds. If he had thought it possible to have a foot orgasm, he definitely would have had at least 3 so far. He giggled as Ben tickled the underside of his feet with his fingers, but his giggles were immediately replaced with a moan as Ben took a toe in his mouth again.

After what seemed like forever of this delicious torture, Michael was able to calm his body for a second while Ben gathered the supplies they would no doubt need later. Ben wanted to go ahead and get them so that when they got to that point there would be no wait.

Ben laid the condoms and lube next to the pillow and resumed his slow loving of his husband's body. He leaned over and gave Michael a quick peck on the lips before straddling his legs and gently sliding down his biking pants. "You look hot in these by the way," he teased as he finished pulling them off and tossing them on the ground. Michael smiled and raised one eyebrow. "But you look even hotter not in them," Ben noted as he looked down at Michael's beautiful body, now clad only in tight little black boxer briefs.

He slowly massaged Michael's thighs then nudged his side as a hint for Michael to roll over. Michael quickly obliged, his smile growing even wider knowing what was coming. After Ben straddled Michael's legs, he reached over into his knapsack and grabbed some scented massage oil. After massaging the bottle in his hands for a minute so the oil wouldn't be cold, he popped open the cap and squirted a dollop on Michael's back. He slowly massaged Michael's shoulders and neck, eliciting content sighs and quiet moans from the smaller man. He then focused his attention on all the muscles in Michael's back, trying to work out the tension and exhaustion from the days' bike riding. During all this, the only other sounds are crickets chirping and leaves rustling in the wind, and there couldn't possibly be a more romantic soundtrack to their activities.

Once Ben thought Michael was relaxed enough, he scooted down his legs and slowly pulled the black boxer briefs with him. "Mmmm," was all he could say as he stared at Michael's cute little bubble butt and thoughts of what he could do to it raced through his mind. He realized it was going to take him a lot of self control to make this a slow loving experience. He shook himself out of his daze and quickly lifted up to remove Michael's briefs the rest of the way. Pouring a little more oil into his hands, he started kneading Michael's ass, the sighs and moans from his lover getting louder.

Ben couldn't resist it anymore, so he quickly sheathed his tongue and leaned his lower body down towards Michael's ass. Resting his weight on his elbows on either side of Michael's thighs, he blew a quick puff of air on Michael's hole followed by a quick lick.

"Ahh! Michael cried out in both surprise and pleasure. Realizing what was coming, he grabbed the nearest pillow and promptly buried his face in it.

Ben smiled when he realized what Michael had done and why and remembered their earlier conversation. He loved all the noises Michael made and usually encouraged him to be loud during sex, but Ben wasn't too keen on everyone hearing every detail of their lovemaking either, so this time would have to be different. "I guess no loud sex this time, baby," he teasingly whispered. He could hear Michael giggle into the pillow, but the giggle was quickly replaced with a moan when Ben jabbed his tongue inside him.

Ben loved to rim Michael. He hated that he couldn't taste him, but he loved how Michael would turn into a puddle every time. They had been together long enough that each one knew what to do and where to drive their partners wild. They knew each others bodies like they were their own. Fear was never a problem anymore, a fact that Ben was extremely grateful for. On the rare occasion that the condom or other protection broke, they were both very mature and calm about it. Words really couldn't express how thankful Ben was every time that happened that Michael didn't freak out. He loved this man with all his heart, and the fact that Michael could handle everything that Ben having HIV entailed only proved that he felt the same.

Ben's hands massaged Michael's back and butt cheeks as his tongue massaged every nook and cranny of his hole. Every few seconds he would jab his tongue and hit that one spot that he knew drove Michael crazy. Each time he hit his prostate, he'd feel Michael's whole body tense and hear a moan or a muffled "God yes!"

He continued the delicious torture until he could tell that Michael was right on the edge. When he suddenly stopped he heard a moan of discouragement and smiled to himself. He removed his tongue shield and started making a trail of light kisses up Michael's back to his neck. After making sure he'd left a mark on Michael's neck that would still be there tomorrow, he gently flipped him onto his back. As soon as they were facing, their mouths made a beeline for each other and they were immersed in a passionate kiss. Michael's hands kneaded Ben's back, pulling the man as close as possible to his own body, while Ben ran his fingers through Michael's hair and rubbed the back of his neck.

Both men were again lost in the sensation of their favorite activity: kissing each other. Quiet moans could be heard coming from both of them. Michael massaged the roof of Ben's mouth with his tongue, which was one of his moves that he knew drove Ben wild. Ben alternated gently nipping at Michael's bottom lip with his teeth, and pulling the lip between his and sucking on it.

Finally oxygen became more than a necessity, and Ben was anxious to get back to pleasing his lover, so he pulled his face away. Michael's eyes were still closed and his lips pushed out, trying to feel for Ben's. Ben smiled at the sight. When Michael realized that Ben had pulled away, he opened his eyes and locked them with Ben's. He loved how they got darker with love and lust every time they had sex and he could easily get lost in those eyes. He frequently did. "I love you," he whispered, caressing Ben's cheek.

"I love you too, baby" Ben responded, taking Michael's left hand in his own and rubbing the ring that now graced his ring finger. "More than anything else in my life." Their fingers intertwined and then they looked down at their hands and saw the glimmering silver rings. Both men smiled to themselves, looked into each other's eyes, and smiled even bigger. Their lips met in a tender and loving kiss.

"Now, I believe we were in the middle of something," Ben smiled as he reached over for a condom.

"Oh were we?" Michael teased as he rubbed Ben's arm. "Well then you better get back to it. As your husbandly duty of course." Michael couldn't help but laugh at his last statement.

"Oh really? My duty?" Ben smirked. "Well, I suppose there are worse assignments," he joked as he gently slid the condom down Michael's shaft.

"I'm sure you could think of at least ONE!" Michael groaned as he was fully engulfed in the warmth of Ben's mouth. This was the point where all coherent thoughts typically stopped for Michael and all he could think about were the sensations overwhelming his body. Ben had taken Michael's full length into his mouth and was hollowing out his cheeks as he swallowed hard around the engorged shaft. His fingers gently kneaded Michael's balls while his other hand rubbed Michael's stomach. He made gentle kisses all around from the base to the tip of Michael's cock and ended the trail by swirling his tongue around and around the head. By this point Michael had grabbed another pillow (the first one being under his head) and was using it to muffle his cries of ecstasy.

Ben knew that Michael wasn't going to last very long. He never did when Ben blew him. "I guess that's a compliment to my skills," Ben thought to himself as he smiled. He leaned down and took Michael's balls into his mouth, sucking and nipping at the sensitive skin. When he turned his attention back to Michael's cock, he could tell by the sounds coming from his lover and the frequency of his breaths that he was ready to come. He placed a few more kisses on the head then made took one last hard suck as he took in Michael's full length. At that motion he felt Michael's whole body convulse and heard a muffled "Ohmygod! Ohmygod! Fuuuuuck yes!" from beneath the pillow. Ben continued his massage of Michael's balls and placed gentle kisses on Michael's inner thighs and stomachs until he felt the convulsions stop.

When Michael's body had calmed, he moved the pillow and stared down with indescribable amounts of love in his eyes at Ben who was climbing up his body towards him. "That was incredible," he whispered, grabbing the back of Ben's head and pulling him in for a fiery kiss.

"Well it is my job," Ben teased when they parted in need of air. "And my pleasure." He leaned in for another kiss, then laid himself down next to Michael, who quickly shifted so his head was resting on Ben's chest. Ben played with Michael's hair as Michael traced lazy circles on Ben's chest with his finger tips.

Michael slowly moved his hand lower and lower towards the hem of Ben's pants, then commented "I think we may need to get rid of these. What do you think?" Ben just smirked. Michael sat up and kneeled next to Ben. He undid the buttons of his jeans then slowly pushed them, along with his underwear, off his legs. Michael moved so that he was straddling Ben's thighs and started slowly massaging Ben's chest and stomach. He leaned down and used his tongue to trace the outline of Ben's six-pack, then his pecs, then up to his shoulders and neck. He loved his husband's taught body. Once he reached Ben's neck, he sucked lightly on all the pleasure points as his hand gently encased Ben's erection.

"Oh God," Ben moaned at the sensations. He was being tortured on all levels. Michael's lips sucking and kissing his neck, his fingers of one hand tweaking his now erect nipples, and his other hand stroking Ben with deliciously slow movements. "God, baby... I need to be inside you," Ben managed to gasp out in between labored breaths.

Michael smiled at the fact that Ben was putty in his hands. "Shhh, not yet," he whispered in Ben's ear as he reached over and grabbed a condom. He wanted to please Ben the same way Ben had pleased him. There was no rush, of course, this was their wedding night! They had been known to go several times in one night before, like when Michael returned from his "excellent adventure" with Hunter. Just the memories of that night turned Michael on and gave him chills. He remembers being able to see the deep love in Ben's eyes when they talked, and felt his heart swell when he thought about it. God, he loved this man.

"Baby?" Ben asked when Michael had stopped moving for a minute. "You okay?"

Michael shook himself out of his haze and smiled down at Ben. "Sorry. I was thinking about that first night back when Hunter and I got back from being on the run. Have I mentioned recently that I love you?" Michael smiled and gave Ben a quick peck on the lips.

"Yes, you have, but it never hurts to hear it again. I love you, too. And that night was amazing." Ben responded then returned the peck. The two men stared into each others eyes smiling for a moment before Michael sat up and shifted his weight so he was straddling Ben's lower legs.

"Now, I believe I was doing something," he teased as he swiftly sheathed Ben's cock and dove down taking the full length down his throat.

"Ooooooooh, Christ!" Ben moaned. At that point he realized he was going to need the pillow and his hands fumbled around for it. He found it just in time and groaned "Yessssssss...ahhhh" into the pillow as Michael swallowed around his shaft. God, Michael was good at this. Ben knew he wasn't going to last long. He had been too turned on for too long; ever since he and Michael first entered the tent actually.

Michael emptied his cheeks around Ben's cock and hummed quietly, sending shivering sensations through Ben's whole body. He knew if he did that for too long that Ben wouldn't last, so he let his cock fall from his mouth and started pressing gentle kisses up and down the shaft. Ben moaned at the loss but was grateful that Michael wanted to extend his pleasure. Michael kneaded Ben's balls then leaned down and took the sac into his mouth. He alternated sucking gently and forcefully, constantly keeping Ben on the edge. Then he moved and took just the head of Ben's erection into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip, keeping his hand kneading Ben's balls. He slowly crept one finger under the sack and toward Ben's hole, and pushed on it lightly. Ben moaned into the pillow at the sensation. Michael knew he was close, so he stuck his finger inside Ben and pressed on his prostate. At the same time he took all of Ben into his mouth and squeezed his balls with his remaining fingers. That sent Ben over the edge.

"God! Michael! I'm com...." He yelled into the pillow as his whole body convulsed. He shook for at least 20 seconds as he released himself into the condom. Ben didn't think he had shot that hard or had a more intense orgasm in his life. Michael continued to place light kisses all along Ben's shaft, balls, and thighs while Ben's body calmed down. Once he sensed Ben's breathing returning to normal, he crawled up Ben's body and into his welcoming arms. Ben grabbed him in a tight hug and pulled Michael's head down for an intense kiss. Their tongues dueled for a minute and Ben started nipping and pulling on Michael's lower lip. Both men were quietly moaning enjoying each others' mouths. Finally, they needed oxygen so they parted and Michael laid down next to Ben, still hugged in his arms, his head resting on Ben's chest.

"Baby that was amazing," Ben said before placing a tender kiss on Michael's temple.

Michael blushed, which, by the way, Ben thought was adorable. "Glad I could be of service. You know, as my husbandly duty," Michael teased and then kissed Ben's chest. Ben chuckled. They laid content to be in each others arms, gently caressing all over with their fingertips, enjoying the peaceful quiet of the woods at night.

They were shocked out of the quiet by the sound of someone banging on the tent making blatant loud sex noises. "Harder! Faster! Oh God! Don't stop!" they heard a familiar voice taunting.

"What the fuck?" Michael yelled as he jumped up, pulled on his boxer briefs, and opened the tent. "What the hell are you doing, Brian?" he yelled as he stood up outside and stared angrily at his friend, who was just wearing a silly grin.

"I just thought I'd make some noises to make up for the fact that you two lovebirds aren't. Shouldn't you be fucking your brains out? It's your damn wedding night!" Brian said with mocking emphasis on the word 'wedding.'

'I guess the pillows are working,' Michael thought to himself, smiling. "I'll have you know that we are doing stuff in there, Brian, but we don't feel the need to share all our sex noises with everyone. It's none of anyone's fucking business, including yours." Michael couldn't decide if he was mad at Brian for interrupting he and Ben's peaceful moment, or happy that Brian (in his own special way) actually cared that Michael have a proper wedding night.

Brian just smirked at him. "Well, I was taking a walk and realized that I didn't hear anything from in there, so I wanted to make sure at least someone yelled like they were having an orgasm tonight," he said, sticking his tongue in his cheek.

"Well, thanks for your concern," Michael mocked, "but Ben and I are doing just fine. Unlike you, we don't delight in obnoxiously public sex. So, if you don't mind, I'd like to get back to my husband," Michael continued as he moved towards the tent entrance.

"Mikey," Brian said as he reached out and grabbed Michael's arm. Michael looked at him and raised his eyebrows questioning what he wanted. "I'm glad you're happy." Michael thought he saw real sincerity in Brian's eyes, and it warmed his heart. "Now go have fun, and screw muffling the noises!" Brian continued, smiling.

Michael stood up and gave Brian a tight hug. For Brian to say that he was glad Michael was happy was a big deal. "Thanks Brian. I hope you're happy, too. Boy wonder is good for you, you know. And you're not fooling anyone anymore. We know you love him, and he loves you." Michael couldn't see Brian's face, but he was almost sure it tensed with that last comment. He didn't care though, it was true and he hoped that Brian would fully accept it one day. "And I love you too."

"Mmhm," Brian mumbled. He didn't feel like refuting what Michael said about Justin, and he was right anyway...dammit. "I love you too. Always have, always will," he whispered before tightening his hug on Michael. "Now get going. Hubby's waiting," he teased, turning Michael around and popping him on the butt as he leaned over to enter the tent.

Michael got in the tent and zipped it back up. He looked over at Ben who was laying there right where he left him, smiling. Michael crawled over to him and resumed his previous position.

"It's nice that Brian's looking out for our well-being." Ben chuckled as he pulled Michael back into his arms. "I guess he is a good guy after all."

Michael laughed. "Yeah, he has odd ways of showing it, but he actually is happy for us. Sorry about the interruption though. I'll get him back later, somehow."

"Don't worry about it, baby. Gave us a little more time to catch our breath, rest up for round two," Ben whispered, raising his eyebrows up and down teasingly. Michael smiled at how cute Ben looked, then propped himself up on his elbow and leaned down to kiss Ben. The kiss began sweet and tender and Michael rubbed his tongue along Ben's lower lip, asking for entrance. Ben opened his lips and immediately the kiss became more hungered. Both men explored every crevice of their lovers' mouths with their tongues and nipped and pulled on each others' lips. They were moaning and sighing in ecstasy; Michael's fingers entwined in Ben's hair; Ben's hands massaging Michael's back. They parted when both men needed to breathe.

"God, you're a good kisser," Michael purred sexily in Ben's ear while he caressed that sensitive spot on the back of Ben's neck.

"Mmmm, you too," Ben whispered back as he moved his hands and started kneading Michael's ass. "And you have the sexiest ass," he teased, giving it a little pinch.

"Ow!" Michael yelped like a little girl, showing he wasn't really hurt. They started kissing again, with even more fervor. While kissing, Michael reached out with his hand trying to find another condom and some lube. There was no beating around the bush this time. He wanted Ben inside him. He wanted to feel connected to his husband in the most intimate way possible. When he found the desired materials, he pulled away from the kiss and moved to straddle Ben's legs. He was pleased to see that Ben was already standing at full attention, no additional stimulation needed there! Michael opened the condom, then locked eyes with Ben as he put it in his mouth, leaned over slowly, and applied the protection with his mouth. Eyes never leaving Ben's, he could see the desire and lust increase with his every move. Once Ben was fully sheathed, he gave the head a quick kiss and licked his way up Ben's stomach and chest leaving a warm and wet trail until their mouths met again.

Now it was Ben's turn to take the lead. He slowly rolled both of them over, never breaking the kiss, so that Michael was on his back. Then he sat up and moved down Michael's body and kneeled between his legs. He gently raised Michael's legs onto his shoulders, kissing each calf lovingly. Grabbing the tube of lube, he squeezed a generous amount onto his fingers. Once again, the couple locked eyes as Ben's left hand gently massaged Michael's butt check while the fingers of his right hand slowly circled his hole.

Michael bit his lip because he knew what was coming, and let out a low guttural moan as one of Ben's fingers entered him, pushing past the rings of muscle. Ben started moving the finger in and out, opening Michael up. When he sensed Michael was ready, he added another finger and was rewarded with a quiet "Aaaahhhh... yessss." He scissored his fingers, opening Michael even more, then lightly brushed up against Michael's prostate, sending a shock of pleasure through Michael's body.

The moans and groans Michael was making went straight to Ben's cock, and he was hoping that Michael felt prepared soon, because he really wanted to be inside his lover. Finally, he added a third finger and began making a constant in and out thrusting motion. Michael was pushing himself against Ben using his legs, further impaling Ben's fingers in his ass. "Ben... I'm ready... I need you inside me..." Michael managed to gasp amidst groans and whimpers.

That was all the encouragement Ben needed. He quickly removed his fingers and shifted his weight so that he was lying over Michael, faces inches apart. He took his cock in his hand and guided it towards Michael's hole. He pressed lightly on the entrance, then popped the head in past the outer ring. Michael groaned loudly, which Ben silenced with his lips. Ben pushed in slowly, not wanting to hurt Michael and wanting to give him enough time to adjust. Both men moaned into each others' mouths at the slow, delicious motion.

Once Ben was fully inside Michael, he remained still for a minute to let their bodies calm and to let Michael adjust to the fullness. When Michael was ready, he thrust his hips up further impaling himself.

Ben made slow, long strokes in and out of Michael while placing gentle kisses all over his face and neck. He looked down at Michael and groaned at the sight of his plump red lips. He gradually picked up speed and his lips once again joined Michael's in a feverish thrashing of tongues and teeth. Every once and a while he would circle his hips and hit Michael's sweet spot just right, and would be rewarded with a groan or gasp.

They kissed the whole time, absorbing most of each others' groans down their throats. Occasionally a "God!" or "yes!" or a gasp would escape when their lips were parted, but they were beyond the point of caring.

Ben could tell that he was on the edge, and sensed that Michael was too, so he pulled out. Michael groaned at the loss and looked questioningly at Ben. Ben just smiled and pushed Michael to roll over. Michael smiled when he knew what Ben wanted and got up on his hands and knees. Ben kneeled behind him and slowly reentered, then reached his arms around Michael's chest to pull him up until his back rested against Ben's chest. This was their favorite position. It allowed Ben to be impossibly deep inside Michael and gave them both the power to control the speed and strength of thrusts. Also, Ben loved Michael's back and neck, and Michael loved to have his neck kissed. And finally, they could still kiss and ravish each others' mouths.

Ben rubbed his hands up and down Michael's chest and stomach before placing them on Michael's hips and thrusting into him. Michael reached around with one hand and grabbed Ben's back, pulling him even closer to himself. His other hand was wound in the hairs at the base of Ben's neck. Ben kissed his way up Michael's neck and jaw until their mouths once again met in a passionate kiss. Their moans were getting louder, despite being down each others' throats, and they were both close.

Wanting to make sure they came together, Ben reached down and began to pump Michael's cock in time with his thrusts. He rubbed his hand over the tip, wetting it with precum, and started pumping faster. Michael pulled his mouth away from Ben when he cried "Oh God!" followed by a loud moan. So much for others not hearing. Hearing Michael's groans further turned on Ben, who moaned a quiet "God, baby, so good..."

He sped up his thrusts, making quick jabs right at Michael's prostate, and could feel Michael's body start to convulse. He pumped his hand as fast as he could and latched his mouth onto Michael's.

Michael felt the tingle start in his balls and his whole body shook when he was overtaken by the intensity of his orgasm. He shot all over his chest and some streams landed on the sleeping bag. The tightening of his anal muscles sent Ben over the edge right after him. Ben's whole body convulsed as he shot stream after stream into the condom. He and Michael moaned uncontrollably into each others' mouths and only broke the kiss when they needed to gasp for air. The others definitely heard at this point. Both Ben and Michael had one of their most intense orgasms ever, and couldn't help the words and noises that flowed from their mouths.

They fell forward onto the air mattress bed on their right sides, bodies still trembling. Ben pulled Michael's body close to his and remained inside him. He snuggled his face into Michael's neck and placed gentle kisses all along his jaw line, his left hand tracing light circles on Michael's chest and stomach. His other arm was resting under his head. Michael was biting his lower lip, body still convulsing, with one hand under his head and one searching for Ben's that was on his chest. When he found it, he intertwined their fingers and squeezed. Their silver bands pressed together, and both men smiled at the sensation.

"Fuck... that was amazing, baby. I love you," Ben whispered sweetly in Michael's ear once his breathing had calmed down.

"I love you, too," Michael responded, once again squeezing Ben's hand. "Always will."

"I don't think we succeeded in keeping our activities a secret," Ben chuckled, squeezing Michael's hand back to let him know he wasn't upset, just amused.

Michael's body tensed. He had been so lost in the sensations he had completely forgotten about the noises they were making. "Shit, guess not," he huffed, but he couldn't help the small smile that spread across his lips. He knew they were going to be subjected to teasing from all directions tomorrow, especially Hunter, Brian and, ugh, his mom, but he didn't care. The sex had been amazing and he and Brian were celebrating their nuptials. "Screw them," he laughed.

Ben smiled and kissed Michael's neck again. "My thoughts exactly," he whispered. He could feel himself start to soften, so he held onto the condom and tenderly pulled out of Michael. Michael groaned quietly at the loss. Ben discarded the condom and lay down on his back. He pulled Michael to him so that his head was resting on Ben's chest, legs curled up together, with his arms hugged around Michael's waist. They laid content in the quiet for several minutes, just enjoying being together and in each others' arms.

"Baby, take your ring off," Ben whispered. Michael lifted his head up and looked at him confused. "There's an inscription," Ben continued. Everything had been so rushed that Michael hadn't noticed, and Ben had secretly hoped he wouldn't notice until their wedding night when they were alone.

Michael sat up and reached over for the little lantern. He pulled the ring off his finger and leaned over toward the dim light, squinting to read the inscription. "The two of us need look no more..." it read. Michael looked at Ben, not understanding what it meant. Ben just smiled and held out his own hand. Michael took it and removed his ring to read what it said. "...We've both found what we were looking for." When he read it he immediately knew what it meant. They were lyrics to the song "Ben" that Michael had sung at karaoke when trying to get Ben back. His eyes started to glisten at the memory, and he tenderly pushed the ring back onto Ben's finger.

"Why that song?" he questioned. He looked into Ben's eyes, which were also starting to water.

"Because that night when you got me back, I..." Ben started getting choked up. He breathed deeply and continued. "Because when I heard you sing that song in front of everyone I knew that I loved you and that you loved me. I know it sounds silly to think that when we'd only known each other for a week, but I've never felt the way I feel about you about anyone. I was so upset when I thought our relationship was over, and when you came back and fought to get me, I've never felt more loved." He shyly looked up into Michael's eyes, which were now filled with tears. He hung his head back down, not sure what Michael was thinking.

Michael sensed Ben's trepidation and reached forward to grab his chin, raising his head up so their eyes locked. "That's one of the most beautiful things I've ever heard," he said with a slight hitch in his voice. I knew I loved you when you gave me the RU12 book with that message inside, but I knew that I had gotten you back when I sang that song and you turned around and smiled at me," Michael smiled at Ben and he started to smile back. "That was one of the happiest nights of my life. When I realized that I was going to get a second chance with you. These inscriptions are beautiful, and I will remember the joy I felt that night and every day since then whenever I look at my hand," Michael started to cry with that last comment and tears were running down his cheeks.

Ben took Michael's hands in his and bent down to kiss Michael's ring. Then he reached his hand up and wiped the tears from Michael's cheeks, while Michael did the same to him. Their eyes locked again and they smiled.

"Thank you for loving me, Michael. I'm so glad you like the ring. I was a little worried it would bring back bad memories of when we were apart, but it reminds me of how loved I felt when you fought for me. I love you," Ben whispered before leaning in to kiss Michael tenderly.

They shared a gentle and loving kiss before Michael leaned back to whisper "I love you too, Ben." They laid down and settled back into their comfortable cuddling position, hearts so full of love that they thought they would burst. After a few more moments of silence, Michael leaned up to kiss Ben. The kiss began sweet and loving and slowly built in fervor. Hands became tangled in each others' hair and explored each others' bodies. Both men began to moan quietly as they became more and more aroused. Time for round three...

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The next morning, the newlyweds awoke wrapped around each other, legs intertwined, bodies satiated and exhausted. Needless to say, they hadn't gotten much sleep.

"Good morning, baby," Ben whispered as he hugged Michael tight to his own body.

"Morning," Michael smiled up at him. They shared a loving kiss followed by two quiet 'I love you.' "Mmmmm, I guess we better get up," Michael yawned while sitting up stretching. "Got lots of bike riding to do today!" he joked.

"Ugh. I guess so. You sure we can't just continue our wedding night activities?" Ben asked, laughing and rubbing Michael's back.

"I think my body needs a few days to recover from last night!" Michael chuckled, blushing. He turned around and gave Ben one more peck on the lips before standing up to get dressed. Once both men were dressed, they exited the tent and headed towards the breakfast tables, arms around each other. Emmett, Ted, and Hunter were sitting at one table, Debbie and Brian and at another one. As they walked up, giggles started from all directions. 'Oh boy, here we go,' Michael thought.

"Hiya boys!" Emmett chirped.

"Surprised you could walk this morning, Michael," Hunter teased.

"Good one." Ted laughed, patting Hunter on the back.

"So, apparently my precautionary act of making sex noises outside your tent was unneeded, Mikey," Brian chided, tongue in cheek. Debbie just smiled her bright, goofy, 'my-son-got-laid' smile.

"Ok, ok. I get it. Ben and I had a nice wedding night. Can we move on please?" Michael asked, blushing and embarrassed that everyone had heard. Ben just smiled and then gave Hunter a warning look.

"All right. All right. Leave the newlyweds alone," Debbie chimed in. "We don't need to discuss their five rounds of loving last night," she laughed, winking at Brian who had probably been the one keeping count. Emmett, Ted, and Hunter started giggling like little school girls at that comment and Brian's tongue just made it farther into his cheek.

"Maaaaa!" Michael whined, which just made everyone laugh harder. Ben leaned down and kissed him on the cheek, hugging him tighter to his side.

"Don't worry about it, baby. Let's eat some breakfast. They're just all jealous that I got your hot little body all to myself," he whispered in Michael's ear. Michael smiled up at him, his blush slowly fading. He nodded his head to let Ben know that he was ok, so the couple sat down at one of the tables and started eating breakfast. And so began the first day of the rest of their lives together as husband and husband...