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 THE WEDDING NIGHT

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   Brian sat on the edge of the bed in the fancy honeymoon suite,
reflecting on the day he'd just had, and really, his whole life.  He was
waiting for the woman he'd just married to come out of the bathroom, and
dreading it too.  She'd been in there almost an hour.  Was she having
second thoughts about this?

   He loved Stacy, he really did.  He thought she was the prettiest,
smartest, most charming and funny person he knew.  She'd been raised in a
fairly conservative family, so when she had blushingly told him on their
fifth date that she was waiting till marriage to have sex, he'd been only a
little surprised but very relieved.  It's not that he didn't feel sexual,
or enjoy having an orgasm, he just didn't feel like he deserved or could
please a woman.  His penis was remarkably small, only about two inches
hard, and he knew, no matter what they said, size did matter.

   His secret fantasy was that his best friend Ron, the guy who'd been the
best man at his wedding, would fuck Stacy for him.  He would watch, and
after he'd cuddle her and keep her warm all night.  He wasn't attracted to
Ron, not in any conventional way.  He didn't want to kiss him and spend
long nights making love to him.  He just wanted Ron to give Stacy an
excellent time in bed, maybe even (he blushed to think of it) father their
children, while he was denied entrance to her.  His tiny cock pretty much
took care of that denial for him, but he wanted her to tell him no as well.
He didn't understand why totally, he just knew that he wanted it.

   There was a small reason for Brian to think Ron might actually do this.
Several small reasons actually.  Enough that they added up to him taking a
chance on booking the room next door for Ron to stay in that night.  He'd
told Ron it was so he could drink all he wanted at the reception and not
have to worry about driving, and Ron, who wasn't that big a drinker anyway,
had just smiled and said thanks.

   Then there was the time about five years ago, before he even met Stacy,
that he'd been on a double date with Ron and two girls they'd met in a bar
the night previous.  They'd gone back to Ron's place to hang out but Ron's
date drank too much and passed out on the couch.  Brian's date was feeling
frisky though, and kept pawing at him and asking where the bedroom was.  It
wasn't that he hadn't been enjoying making out with her, but he dreaded her
reaction if she saw his cock.  From out of nowhere, he blurted, "how about
the three of us go to the bedroom?" and was shocked but grateful when his
date and Ron both agreed.  He ended up going down on his date and then
watching Ron fuck her.  She'd been in heaven enjoying the attention and
he'd learned that Ron had a huge cock.  She didn't even seem to notice
Brian never fucked her.

   The last thing was the fact that Ron and Stacy got along wonderfully. 
He knew Ron didn't want to settle down though.  His career kept him busy.
He'd talked about how it might be nice to be in a long term relationship,
but that he wasn't willing to give up his work to do that.  Brian knew Ron
thought Stacy was hot, and he knew Ron could satisfy her.

   The bathroom door opened and Brain gulped and looked up at his bride. 
She was beautiful, wearing a lovely shell pink lace and silk negligee and
glowing from her shower.  She smiled shyly at him and had a small shiny
black gift bag in her hand.

   "Hi babe," she said, walking closer to him.

   "Hey, you look.....  just gorgeous.  I'm so lucky," Brian said, admiring
her.

   "I know you are," she smirked at him, her usual playfulness shining
through.  She bit her lip and swiveled on one foot a bit.  "Brian, I have a
gift for you.  I hope you'll like it.  I hope I'm not wrong about what you
really want."

   He was curious and very nervous about what this was leading to.  He
slowly reached out his hand to the offered bag and peeked inside.  There
was a small black velvet box.  He removed it and opened it.  His hands
trembled and he gulped loudly.  "Stacy... I... how?" He could barely look
at her.

   She knelt down in front of him and lifted his chin with her soft hand.
"Brian, baby, I didn't mean to spy on you, but I'm glad I did.  I was just
going to look up the weather but there were some pages open on your laptop,
and I saw... and then things made more sense.  I love you.  I want to give
you what you want and I want to do this with you."

   He sputtered inefficiently at her, barely getting any words out.

   She reached for the box in his hands and removed the shiny silver cock
cage that was nestled within.  There was also a key on long delicate chain.
"I had to take a guess on size, but I think this will work.  I wish you'd
been able to talk to me about it before, but once I realized what you
needed, I read up on it a lot.  Was I wrong?" She looked at him through her
lashes and bit her lip again.

   Brian felt like the earth had shifted and he was in another reality. 
Could this really be happening?  Stacy knew he wanted to be caged?  And she
wanted to do this with him?  Was this real?

   "Stacy.  Stacy I just, I just don't know what to say," Brian started. 
"Are you sure you want this too?  You're not disgusted by me?"

   She blushed, looking at him with such love that he wanted to cry or
dance.  "Yes, I didn't realize it until I started reading, but when I did,
it's like the missing puzzle pieces fell into place.  It turned me on, the
idea of you never getting to have sex with me.  At first, I rejected it,
because who would want that?  But the more I thought of it, the more I did
want it."

   She took a deep breath and swallowed hard.  In a fast rush, she blurted
out, "But, the thing is, I do want to have sex too.  I want you to watch
me. I want it to be Ron." She looked at the ground, afraid to meet his
eyes.

   Brian slid to his knees and hugged her, comforting her.  "Baby, I know
it's different, but I couldn't be more happy than I am right now.  I want
this with you so much.  I even made sure Ron would be nearby tonight, in
case.  I wasn't sure how I would bring it up, but this is exactly what I
want too." He kissed her forehead and cheeks.  "Should we call him over?"

   She nodded.  "But first, I want to put this on you."

   Brian grinned and they both got up.  He took off his suit pants and
underwear, finally letting her see what he looked like.  Her eyes got wide
and she reached out to touch him.

   "It's barely there at all," she said, in awe, touching his cock with the
tip of her finger.  "This cage should fit just fine."

   She opened the cage, and fit his cock into it, tucking his balls where
they needed to be, and then locked it and put the chain with the key around
her neck.  The feel of her soft fingers on him for the first time was
electric, especially knowing she wanted him like this.  She gave the cage a
tug to make sure it was locked in place and smiled.

   He stood up, delighted at the weight of it pulling on him, hardening a
bit as he picked up the phone.  "Ron, hey man, yeah... great... um, listen,
could you stop by for a minute?  Great - yeah, see you in a second." He was
pushing against the cage by the time he hung up... it felt wonderful.

   Brian opened the champagne and poured three glasses.  He had to fetch a
bathroom cup for his, but that felt natural, that he should have the less
favorable one.

   There was a knock at the door only a moment later and Stacy opened it to
let Ron inside.  There was no mistaking the appreciate look he gave her in
her lingerie before he noticed Brain, standing mostly naked and caged.  His
eyebrows shot up.

   "Whoa man, what's, um, what's going on?," Ron looked between Stacy and
Brain, confused.

   "Please, just come sit and talk with us for a minute," Brian said,
holding out a glass of bubbly to his friend.

   Stacy took Ron's arm and guided him over to the couch.

   "Listen, I know this might seem a little unorthodox but, Ron, we both
want your help with tonight," Stacy said, gently placing her hand on his
thigh.  "Brian, has, well, he has both a condition and a predilection, and
as his friend, and mine I hope, we thought you might be able to help us
out."

   Ron looked between them, obviously confused, and took a big swig of his
champagne.  "Guys, it's your wedding night, what kind of help can I
possibly be?  And Brian, dude - what _is_ that on your dick?"

   Brian blushed and looked down at the carpet, counting the lines in the
pattern.  He was both embarrassed and turned on at the moment.  For all the
times he'd thought about Ron taking Stacy as a lover, he never had thought
through how to explain why he wanted it that way.

   Then he heard Stacy's voice and he peered up at them.  "Ron," she said,
"that's a cock cage.  Please don't make Brian feel bad about that.  He
likes it.  I like him in it.  I wish we'd talked between ourselves about it
more, earlier, but we love each other.  And I love him enough to work
through anything with him.  When I found out his fantasy was to be a
cuckold, that is, to be denied sex with me while another man gets that, I
have to admit, I was a bit freaked out.  But I read up on it.  I wanted to
know what it was about before we got married.  The wedding was only a week
away when I found out though.  I knew I loved him and didn't want to break
up, so I resolved to keep learning and talk to him after, when it would be
harder for him to run away from me." She gave Brian a smile and a wink.

   "So, I know this is a big gamble, but I love Brian.  The more I read the
more I became aroused by the idea of it all.  And I've always thought you
were handsome.  I know you've been too busy to settle down, so maybe this
could work out between us all.  It's a bit crazy, but, well, here's what I
want.  Ron, I want you to be my lover.  I want you to have sex with me and
make me experience all the pleasure that a wife is due in her marriage.  I
want children too, and I'd like them to be yours.  You've been my friend
since I first met Brian, and so supportive of our relationship.  You two
are practically like brothers.  I can't say why, but it excites me to know
Brian and I would raise the children you create inside me.  You'd be uncle
Ron, and well, hopefully a huge part of our lives."

   Ron got up and paced.  "Just give me a minute," he said holding a hand
out when Brain stood too.

   Stacy beckoned Brain over to sit with her and held his hand and kissed
his cheek while the watched Ron wander back and forth in the suite. 
Finally he stopped and faced them.

   "You know I love you both.  Brian, we've been through a lot of life
together, shared a lot of crazy adventures.  Stacy is right, you are like a
brother to me.  I'd do anything I could for you man.  And Stacy, you're the
most beautiful woman I've ever seen.  You're also the kindest and I have to
admit, I was a bit jealous that Brian met you first and that you both fell
in love.  At the same time, I was so happy for you both and I know I
couldn't give you or any woman the constant attention she deserves.  I'm
gone too much."

   Ron walked over and slumped into the chair facing them, legs akimbo.  "I
can hardly believe I'm saying this, but yeah, ok... I'll give it a try.  I
am attracted to Stacy, er, I guess that's ok to say now?  And while this is
one of the weirdest propositions I've ever had, I'm intrigued.  I do love
you both as friends, hell, family."

   They all took a moment to just look at each other and breathe.  Then
Stacy got up and extended a hand to each one, pulling them in close to her.
She gulped, a bit nervous looking now.  "Ron, I guess you know I'm a
virgin?"

   Ron nodded and squeezed her hand.  "Yeah, Brain told me.  I'll go slow.
Is Brian going to do anything?"

   "I was hoping he would help warm me up, so to speak," she said softly.
"I want him to be there, holding me, especially this first time.  It's
important to me."

   Brian was suffused with amazement and love as he witnessed this unfold.
He'd started out the night so nervous and now, it was like every Christmas
at once, every wish he'd ever had coming true before his eyes.  He looked
at his beautiful bride and led her to the bed, Ron in tow.

   Ron turned down the lights and lit a few candles while Brian slowly
undressed his wife.  A rosy flush spread down her neck and onto her breasts
as she was bared to him.  He leaned in and kissed her and then helped her
up on the bed and crawled up beside her.  Ron pulled a chair to the side of
the bed and settled in to watch.

   Brian and Stacy begin kissing and touching each other.  As she got
aroused she moved his hand between her legs and he felt her slippery
wetness for the first time.  Brian scooted down and trailed kisses down her
stomach till he reached her lovely mound.  He buried his face there, just
inhaling her scent, and then begin to lick around her, slowly slowly
parting her and licking deeper.  He swiped his tongue up to her clit and
gently sucked on it.  Her hips pushed up against him and he smiled, sucking
a bit harder.  He gently pressed a finger to her entrance and pushed inside
her, stroking in and out for a bit and then adding a second finger.  Stacy
moaned and was pushing against him now.  He curled his fingers and stroked
fast, pushing on her g-spot and continuing to lick and suck.  He was hard
as stone against his cock cage and enjoying every moment.  After a bit more
of his attentions, Stacy bucked up trembling hard and screamed out.  He
eased his fingers out and kissed his way back up her.  "Think you're ready
for Ron?" Brian asked.

   Stacy nodded, her face buried in Brian's chest.  Brain moved around so
he was sitting behind her, her head resting on a pillow in his lap.  He
nodded at his friend and Ron stood, shedding his clothes.

   Stacy gasped when she saw Ron's erect cock.  She leaned her head back
and smiled at Brian, "now that's a cock!"

   Brian smiled back.  "You deserve the best babe." He stroked her hair and
leaned down to kiss her forehead.  "Relax and enjoy.  I can make you feel
good, but not in the same way he will."

   Ron crawled up the bed, hovering over Stacy.  "Hey beautiful," he said,
smiling at her.  He leaned down and kissed her passionately, rubbing his
erection against her wet and swollen folds.  "Nice of Brian to get you all
ready for me."

   Ron pushed Stacy's legs up and out a bit, then guided himself inside
her. She was nice and wet and very ready for him thanks to Brian.  It
didn't even hurt.

   She and Ron rocked together and she started to feel the tingling and
pulsing that told her she was close to orgasm.  A few moments later she
came hard, pressing her head back into Brian's lap and looking into his
eyes.  The love that passed between them made her leak tears as she kept
coming and then felt Ron press into her deeply and release.

   They all laid still for a moment to catch their breath.  Then Ron
withdrew and Brian moved from behind Stacy to stretch out sideways across
the bed, propping her butt up on his abdomen, to keep Ron's semen inside
her better.  Ron pulled up the covers to tuck them in, kissed Stacy on the
cheek, and quietly left, turning all the lights off on his way out the
door.

   Stacy reached her hand down to grasp Brian's, stroking her fingers
across the back of his hand.  They softly exchanged "I love you" and
drifted to sleep, knowing the honeymoon had just begun.