Chris Donovan vs. Shane Lewis

Video: Unbreakable by Westlife.

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"You can now turn to face each other and say your own vows." The officiating minister announced with a smile.

Mr. Marlowe had organized for a Minister to officiate their marriage in a small chapel. And the man had actually come to witness their marriage with his son. Some people sure did take customer service to another level, both Chris and Shane had concluded. They turned to face each other as the minister had instructed, both looking smart casual and smoking hot in their jeans, un-tacked white button-down shirts, sexy jackets and boots.

"You really wanna do this?" Chris asked with a smile that could neither hide his love nor adoration of Shane.

"Hell yes. Do you?" Shane's couldn't suppress his own smile.

"More than anything I've ever wanted." Chris actually managed to sound cocky, making Shane smirk.

"Good, 'cause I'm not letting you get away from me...ever!" Shane husked.

"I'm holding you to that." Chris rasped.

"Good." Then taking Chris' finger, Shane said in the sexiest voice Chris had ever heard. "I give this ring as my gift to you, a symbol of all that we have promised and all that we shall share. Wear it and think of me and know that I love you. I pledge to you all that I am and all that I will ever be as your husband." Shane slipped the ring on Chris' finger. "I love you, Chris Donovan."

Chris had to swallow hard around the huge lump in his throat as Shane reached up to catch the tear shimmering on his eye lash, with his thumb. Chris didn't care that he had tears in his eyes in front of strangers. He'd never felt so overwhelmed in his life. He wanted to crawl inside Shane and be one with him. As he reached for Shane's finger, his hands trembled so bad he had to pause and take a deep breath.

"God, I love you so fucking much." Chris gasped, making both Shane and the minister and the few people seated inside the small chapel burst into laughter. Then as if he couldn't help himself, he leaned in and kissed Shane.

"We haven't gotten to that part yet, Mr. Donovan." The minister said with amusement.

But Chris pretended as though he hadn't heard the minister. He broke off the kiss and leaned his temple against Shane's. "I can still feel you inside me. And I want you back in there so bad right now." He whispered into Shane's ear and kissed him softly on the cheek.

"What do you say we finish this, and I grant you your wish?" Shane breathed, his eyes alight with love and lust. "Deal?"

"Deal." Chris chuckled and stepped back. "Sorry about that, Sir. I couldn't help myself." Chris told the Minister as he started slowly sliding the ring onto Shane's finger. "I give you this ring as a symbol of my love for you. I promise not only to stand by your side always, but to also be a faithful partner to you always. I bestow upon you all the treasures of my mind, heart, and hands. As I place this ring on your finger, I Chris Donovan, accept you Shane Nicolas Lewis, as my husband." Chris slipped the ring on Shane's finger. "I love you too, Shane. So much."

"That was so beautiful." Shane whispered as his own tears slid unchecked, down his cheeks. Neither man had known what the other was going to say. And hearing those heartfelt words from Chris totally floored Shane...made him feel so special.

"Alright, Chris and Shane, I now pronounce you married." The minister said. "You may kiss each other."

There's a moment between a glance and a kiss when the world actually seem to stop for the briefest of times. Chris and Shane saw right into the very soul of each other at that point, the anticipation of the coming kiss so intense their hearts actually pounded. Then their lips touched and their eyes shut, then it was just the two of them as for a moment, everything around them disappeared. It was a kiss that rocked both men to their very souls. To them, there was no feeling greater than knowing that they belonged to each other, body and soul. Both men tasted the salty tears but couldn't tell whose it was. It didn't matter at all.

"We did it." Shane's voice cracked. His arms remained around Chris' neck whilst Chris' wrapped around his waist, their foreheads leaning against each other's. Shane didn't seem to have the willpower to let Chris go.

"Yes, we did." Chris whispered against Shane's lips. "Thank you." Then they were kissing each other again.

It was a short but beautiful ceremony. From the chapel, they drove directly to one of the most expensive and luxurious beach hotels in Florida, Boca Raton Resort & Club, where they checked into the presidential suite. The spectacular setting and view loved by many about the Boca Raton Resort was however lost on the two men since neither stepped out of that room for the next two days.

After sparing some two minutes to call Jon and Isabel to tell them not to expect them back home till the next day, they jumped into bed and simply held each other. For both of them, it felt so unbelievably exciting to be married it was almost surreal. They would look into each other's eyes with so much love, smile at each other and simply kiss. Surprisingly they didn't even feel like having sex. Just lying in each other's arms was okay. And they were not even talking much except to declare their love for each other sometimes amidst kisses.

"We're acting like a bunch of teens." Shane laughed at a point.

"With you, I don't care what I act as. I could be a cat for all I care." Chris murmured.

"A cat? No. Definitely a lion." Shane chuckled. "Hungry?" And at Chris' nod, Shane ordered room service, surprising Chris by requesting for a bottle of chocolate syrup.

"Chocolate syrup?" Chris raised an eye brow.

"Shut up." Shane said, attacking Chris's lips again. "You taste so good I might even call to cancel that order." He murmured against Chris' lips.

"Don't." Chris laughed. "I love chocolate syrup. Do you think we should call Auntie Syl and the guys to tell them?"

"Let's keep it to ourselves." Shane kissed Chris on the forehead. "At least for a day." Another kiss to the tip of Chris' nose. "We can tell them tomorrow." A lengthier kiss on the mouth.

When their food finally came, they only picked at it though it was scrumptious. Both men still felt too excited to eat. They however finished the bottle of champagne that came with it. Chris called the reception and requested for someone to come for their dishes. After giving the lady a huge tip, he closed the door and joined Shane in the shower. After their shower they relaxed in the Jacuzzi, with Shane sitting between Chris' legs with his back against Chris' front.

"This feels like heaven." Shane moaned, resting the back of his head on Chris' shoulder. "I could stay this way forever."

"Hmm. Much as I agree this feels nice, I'd rather be in bed with you deep inside me." Chris murmured, drawing a soft laughter from Shane.

"You're such a slut."

"We had a deal." Chris murmured in Shane's ear, drawing his lobe between his teeth. "In a chapel." He released the flesh long enough to add huskily. Then he started sucking on the sensitive flesh, loving the sounds of Shane's uncontrollable moans. Chris licked his way down to the sensitive spot on Shane's neck and sucked up a mark.

"Chris..." Shane's cock was throbbing, aching. Chris knew all his buttons and just how to push them to get him ravenous with need. "You'll make me come," Shane moaned.

"And that's a bad thing, why?" Chris turned Shane's face and started licking and biting his chin.

"I have other plans." Shane groaned.

"Hmm. The syrup. I wonder what plans they are." Chris murmured and captured Shane's lips in a fiery kiss.

Shane tilted his head to enable him better explore the sweet sexy mouth of his husband. Then he moaned into Chris' mouth, a soft sound of pleasure and surrender which was so erotic it made Chris' toes curl. And when Shane's hand moved up to Chris' head, to slide through and tug at his silky wet hair, it created a sensation so delicious within Chris he growled lustfully into their kiss.

Chris could feel each tug of Shane's fingers in his hair right down in his cock. What the fuck were they still doing in the damn Jacuzzi anyway? "Let's get out of here, baby." Chris tore his mouth off Shane's and growled.

In the bedroom Shane lightly placed his hands on Chris' waist and propelled him backwards till the back of Chris' legs hit the bed.

"I want to lick you all over." Shane murmured huskily. "To kiss you all over. To get to know every inch of my husband's body."

Chris shuddered at those fiery words. "You already know it." He said huskily.

"I don't think so." Shane drew Chris' lower lip into his mouth and sucked on it till a tortured sound tore out of Chris. He pushed Chris onto the bed. "Move up." Shane instructed in a lust-roughened voice and watched as Chris did exactly as he'd said. They were both rock hard.

Shane crawled up Chris' body and just looked at him with a look so hot Chris gasped. Then leaning down slowly...almost as if he had all the time in the world to do what he was about to do, Shane lightly kissed both of Chris' eyes, then his nose, ears, chin and finally his mouth. When he released Chris' mouth so they could breathe in a much needed air, Shane moved down to Chris' neck and sucked up an even bigger mark than what Chris had given him in the Jacuzzi. Then reaching for the bottle of syrup, Shane drizzled some on Chris' nipples and on his stomach, right down to his treasure trail.

Chris was going out of his mind with anticipation at that point. He made a sound which was a cross between a sigh and a moan when he finally felt Shane's tongue on him. It was hot, wet and so, so pleasurable. He watched and writhed as Shane licked him all over, his abs, nipples, tummy, belly button...and Shane kept moving downwards. Chris had never seen his cock gush out so much precum. Shane ignored that hungry cock when he got to it, smirking when Chris made a sound of protests, and moved down to Chris' inner thighs. By the time Shane got to Chris' toes, he was a quivering mess.

"Shane please..." Chris whimpered. "I need to come. Just get me off and let's continue, please."

Shane took out the little toe he'd been sucking on and gave Chris a mock glare. "Do you want me to gag you or something?" He asked huskily. At Chris' widened eyes, Shane smirked. "Didn't think so. Get on your tummy."

"Bossy aren't we?" Chris muttered as he turned over.

"What was that?" Shane growled, slapping Chris lightly on the butt.

"Ouch." Chris groaned. "This is Domestic Abuse." He muttered, drawing laughter from Shane.

Shane proceeded to drizzle some syrup on Chris' back and licked him all over. When he got to Chris' sexy arse, he placed tiny kisses on each cheek. "Get on all fours, baby. Actually, leave your head on the pillow." Shane sounded hoarse. He watched, almost drooling as Chris' twitching hole was exposed to him. "Beautiful." Shane whispered to himself as if in a trance. Then totally forgetting about the syrup, Shane leaned in and licked at that twitching star.

"Oh fuck!" Chris gasped. He'd never felt anything so exquisite. He'd done it to Shane but had never had the pleasure of feeling that delicate bliss. But much as it felt good, he really didn't want Shane to feel he had to reciprocate or anything like that. "Shane, you don't have... Oh fuuuuck!" Chris cried out, totally forgetting his line of thought. Whatever Shane was doing with his tongue felt so good it made his eyes water.

Shane ate the hell out of that arse. The sounds falling out of Chris sounded like music to his ears. Since he'd never rimmed Chris, there had been that initial uncertainty of not being experienced enough to deliver. But from Chris' reaction, Shane knew he was on the right path. Shane would move down to lick all over Chris' perineum, and move up to plunge his tongue into that moist hole. At a point he moved down to take Chris' balls into his mouth and gave them a good tongue bath, then moved back to the hole. When he heard Chris' scream, Shane was actually startled. But then he felt the contractions against his tongue and knew what had happened. Chris had orgasmed from his tongue, without a touch to his cock. Shane had never seen anything sexier.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck..." Chris kept chanting as he collapsed onto the bed, not minding at all that he'd fallen into his cum on the bed. And what a load it was. "Oh my God, Shane..." He panted, trying to catch his breath.

Shane crawled up to lie on Chris' back, shaken by the whole experience himself. It had felt great to bring Chris pleasure that way. "You're so fucking sweet and hot." He murmured, dropping kisses on Chris' neck. "I'm officially an addict to that sweet hole. Damn, I loved doing that." He gasped, making Chris laugh softly.

"We're still not done with our deal." Chris murmured, wriggling his arse against Shane's hardness.

"That, we're not." Shane said rolling off Chris and reaching for the tube of lube on the bedside table. "On your hands and knees, Sexy." He rasped as he lubed up.

Shane poured a generous amount of lube onto the already moist hole in front of him and slammed in without warning.

"Fuck." Chris groaned, automatically tightening up on Shane, causing Shane to give an animalist growl.

"Will you stop that?" Shane gasped. "Not gonna last if you keep tightening up." He growled as he pulled Chris up so that Chris' back was against his chest.

Chris turned his head, seeking Shane's mouth just as he felt Shane's slick hand on his stiffening cock. He was rock hard in a matter of seconds. Shane fucked Chris deep and hard, nailing his pleasure button relentlessly, stroking him the whole time.

"You feel so fucking good, Donovan." Shane husked as he latched onto Chris' neck, sucking and licking till Chris thought he would go insane from sensory overload.

"And you feel amazing." Chris said shakily. "Your cock, your hand, your mouth... the fuck!" Chris couldn't suppress his growl of shock and outrage when Shane abruptly let him go. His mouth left his neck, the delicious friction of his hand on his cock was no more, and that cock... that mouthwateringly sweet cock was no longer plunging inside him, sending him to the clouds... "What..." Chris gasped.

"On your back." Shane tight voice showed just how fast his control was slipping. "I want to watch your face...among other things."

Chris didn't wait to be told a second time. He turned on his back and crooked a finger at Shane, who quickly covered Chris' body and took his lips in a spine-tingling kiss. Then Shane sat up, knees on either sides of Chris' hips. He watched Chris' face, wishing he could take a picture of his sexy husband that very moment. With his face flushed, eyes shut and lower lip stuck between his teeth, Chris looked sexy as fuck. Shane reached down to take hold of Chris' slick pulsing cock, brought it to his entrance, and slowly lowered himself onto it.

"Christ!" Chris gasped as his eyes shot open. The shock of the unexpected heat and tightness surrounding him was mind-blowing. He watched as Shane sank down, completely taking him deep inside. Chris could see the discomfort in Shane's eyes and tensed up. "Shane..." He whispered.

"I'm okay." Shane rasped as he started grinding on Chris. Though he'd been on the verge of a powerful explosion whilst inside Chris earlier, he wanted to come with Chris deep inside him. Since Shane was on top controlling their movement, he knew the perfect angle to get that sweet gland inside him, nailed. And he did just that. "Ahh..." Shane threw his head back as pleasure slammed into him. He held that position and slowly gyrated his hips. He knew he wasn't going to last. The head of Chris' cock was pressed so tightly against his prostate, Shane saw stars. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna..."

Chris took hold of Shane's hips and thrust deep and held. Then he watched as Shane erupted, shooting above his own head. His mouth was opened as though he was screaming but no sound came. His stomach clenched as his orgasm rolled through him, the sweet feeling washed over him with such force, Shane thought he might die from an overdose of pleasure. Chris stared at his gorgeous husband and felt his heart swell with so much love. When Shane collapsed onto him, still shaking with aftershocks of that intense orgasm, Chris wrapped his arms around him and gently kissed his forehead. 

"Mine." Chris whispered. It was the softest of claims but Shane heard him just fine.

"Yours." Shane breathed in return. "And I'm still hard." Shane added, shocking Chris into laughter.

"And we can't leave you like that, can we?" Chris chuckled as he rolled them over, making sure that he remained deep inside Shane. Then placing one of Shane's legs over his shoulder, Chris started to pound into him, relentlessly.

"Oh fuck," Shane groaned and grunted as Chris fucked him with deep, long and erratic thrusts. Chris fucked him as though he were possessed. Shane loved it. "So good." He almost sobbed as Chris gyrated in a particular angle, finding and ruthlessly battering his prostate, faster and harder, over and over.

Chris' mouth was everywhere he could reach, nipping, licking, kissing and simply driving Shane out of his mind. When he wrapped a hand around Shane's cock and pulled, Shane almost passed out. His body was on fire. Chris filled him, searing him from the inside, claiming him with every thrust, every pull and every kiss. Shane knew he was losing it. When he felt the tingle along his spine, he knew what it was and reached for it.

"Chris..." Shane whimpered shakily as his hips slammed up to meet Chris', his orgasm building like a volcano. He felt his cock swell, knew he was going to shoot his load... "Chris..."

"Let go baby. I've got you." Chris whispered as he closed the gap between them and took Shane's mouth in a kiss so soft and sweet, Shane's eyes welled up despite himself.

Shane shot between them just as spams wracked Chris' body and he flooded Shane with his essence. Words were not important as both men writhed against each other, mindless with pleasure. The intensity of emotions sweeping through them was overwhelming. Chris pulled out of Shane and gently lowered his leg back onto the bed. Then he moved to lie beside Shane, curling around him as they both tried to catch their breath. Though both men were spent, they couldn't stop giving each other soft kisses.

"Hey." Chris said softly after a while. "You okay?"

Shane smiled at him and tangled his fingers in Chris' hair. "Never better. I love you, husband."

Chris closed his eyes and stroked Shane's chest. "Damn, I love the sound of that." He whispered. "I love you more, husband."

Shane laughed softly. "We have to change the sheets and hit the showers." He murmured. "I remember seeing fresh sheets in the closet."

"Go get in the shower." Chris said. "I'll change the sheets and join you."

"I don't want to leave you." Shane whispered, leaning in to capture Chris' swollen lower lip. As he sucked on that juicy flesh, Chris moaned and slowly humped his thigh. "You're an insatiable slut, Chris." Shane let go of Chris' lip to murmur when he felt Chris begin to harden against him.

"You're a fine one to talk, Mr. Lewis." Chris chuckled, grabbing Shane's erection.

"Fuck." Shane gasped as he rolled out of bed. "I guess we have a lot of catching up to do." He chuckled, heading towards the closet. "Our bodies obviously feel starved." He said as he walked back to the bed with a new sheet.

"And whose fault is that?" Chris growled.

"That was good therapy, darling." Shane turned his head to accept Chris' lips. "Ask any therapist." He breathed when they broke off the kiss. "Remove the sheet." He said and waited till the sheets were off, and then spread the fresh one on the bed.

"Speaking of therapy..." Chris started.

"What about it?" Shane asked, busily straightening the sheet on the bed.

"Are we going to keep..."

"We did pay a shitload of cash, Chris." Shane said dryly. "We're going till Murray says otherwise. Besides, I like the man."

"Ow come on, I'm your newly wedded husband." Chris protested with mock outrage. "You can't tell me you like another man. I'm sure there's a law against that or something. It's not even been twenty-four h..."

Shane stopped Chris tirade with his lips, kissing him till he melted against him. "Now let's hit the fucking showers and come continue compensating our bodies." Shane husked, turning towards the bathroom.

And that was exactly what they did. The couple spent hour after hour, fucking, kissing, sucking and fucking some more. They would order room service, eat, call Adele, sleep for an hour or two, and then get back to fucking. They couldn't get enough of each other.

Sometimes they made gentle, slow, sweet love which melted their hearts for each other and other times, it was a frenzied and brutal fucking that left every muscle and joint aching deliciously and yet they kept going at it like bunnies. Chris ordered some clothes and some other stuff he thought they'd need online, to be delivered to their suite. They'd remained naked since they checked in on the day they got married, wearing the hotel robes whenever they needed to cover up. Apart from the fact that they didn't have any clothes besides the ones they'd worn into the hotel, they simply didn't need clothes.

"Okay, now we have to do it." Shane said on the morning of their third day in the hotel as they got ready to check out.

They'd checked into the hotel on Wednesday night and stayed in their room the whole of Thursday and Friday. On Saturday, they finally decided to go back home as they were to go back to L.A. on Sunday.

"Do what?" Chris asked as he fixed his belt.

"Tell people we're married." Shane said as he pulled on his shoes.

"He finally decides to share." Chris mumbled, drawing a chuckle from Shane.

"I wanted to keep you all to myself for a while." He said as he wrapped his arms around Chris from behind. "Sue me."

Chris laughed softly. "I wish I could keep you to myself longer." He heard the whine in his voice but didn't give a flying fuck. He could be himself with Shane and not get self-conscious at all. That's how free he felt around his husband.

"Tell you what," Shane said, turning Chris around to face him. "Whenever we feel like it or we feel a teeny weeny bit stressed, we have to go away for at least three days.  Just lock ourselves into a room...like this...and just be with each other. What do you say?"

"I like the sound of that. No phones, no work, one to disturb us..." Chris husked and licked at the corner of Shane's lips, making him shiver with lust.

"Just like this." Shane whispered. "Do we have a deal?"

"Oh yeah. Deal." Chris captured Shane's mouth in a fierce kiss.

"Fuck, I love your mouth." Shane gasped when they came up for air.

"Love yours too. Now let's make that call." Chris moved out of Shane's arms and headed towards the laptop on the table in the room.

"Think we should Skype huh?" Shane went to sit beside Chris.

"I want to see their reaction. We call your mum first." Chris said as he pushed the laptop to face Shane.

Shane didn't waste any time in dialing Sylvia Lewis on Skype. His mother never ceased to amaze him with her love for technology. She loved Skyping.

"Shane?" Sylvia's pretty face filled the screen. "Are you boys okay?"

"We're good Ma. How about you?"

"I'm very well. Just missed you so much. Where's Chris?"

Shane adjusted the laptop so that his mother could see both of them. "Hello Auntie Syl. We missed you too." Chris grinned.

"We both know you didn't, boy." Sylvia laughed. "You both look good. How's the house?"

"We feel good and the house is same." Chris responded.

"You're to go back to L.A. tomorrow right?"

"Yes Ma. We have something to tell you though." Shane said softly and turned to smile at Chris when he felt Chris lace their fingers together on his lap.

"I'm listening." Sylvia said looking at then expectantly.

"Last Wednesday, Chris and I got married."

Sylvia's hands went to her chest. "Oh my babies."

"Ma we're not bab..."

"Shut up Nick." Sylvia cut Shane off. "You two have no idea just how happy you've made me." She said, wiping at her eyes. Wait...did you say Wednesday? Why are you now telling me?"

"We were on our honeymoon, Ma." Shane groaned. "We had a lot of catching up to do so..."

"You actually worked on your honeymoon?" Sylvia Lewis screeched.

Chris burst into laughter as Shane groaned. "You can call it that Auntie Syl. Not all types of work is stressful though. Some are very pleasurable. You see, we..."

"Shut your mouth Chris Donovan." Sylvia gasped as what the couple meant by 'work' finally dawned on her. Shane was laughing so hard his mother finally joined in. "You kids are crazy. Don't let me keep you from 'working' then." She gave the word quotations with her fingers. "Go back to putting in extra hours."

This time Chris laughed so hard he fell right off his chair. "Ma, do you mind?" Shane laughed, reaching down to pull Chris back into his chair.

Sylvia laughed too but then grew serious. "I wish you boys enjoy all the pleasures that togetherness brings in life. May your life hereafter be filled with happiness and delight. And may your bonding last forever, and should it ever change, may it change to a firmer and better one." Sylvia's voice shook. It was obvious just how close to tears she was.

"Thanks." Both Chris and Shane responded.

"I wish I could hug you boys."

"We'll come visit you soon, Ma." Shane said quietly, obviously affected by his mother's words too. Chris leaned closer and kissed Shane softly on his cheek.

"You do that, hon. Love you boys so much." Sylvia said watching the display of affection by Chris. She couldn't be happier.

"Love you too." They both responded.

"Take care. And call me when you get back to L.A."

"We will." Chris responded as Shane nodded.

Chris placed his head on the table and laughed when they disconnected the call. "Oh my God, that 'extra hours' part was hilarious."

"You're an idiot." Shane chuckled. "Did you really have to explain the types of work?"

"I couldn't resist." Chris laughed.

"Like I said, you're an idiot. Call the guys." Shane pushed the laptop towards Chris. "Whose house do you think they're fooling around in today?"

"You should know better than I, dude." Chris drawled. "It not like I've been hanging out with you guys of late." He said quietly. "I don't even think they would want to talk to me." Chris suddenly sounded wistful.

"Hey," Shane turned Chris' head to face him. "Those guys are your family. Family doesn't end in blood and doesn't start there either. Family cares about you. Family is there for the good, bad...all of it. They've got your back even when it hurt. That's family. Those guys love you no matter what you'll do. Got that?"

Chris nodded. "Yes."

"Good. Now you better get back to your cheerful mode because if they get the slightest impression that you're not happy, my arse is grass." Shane looked so serious Chris' eyes widened.

"Really? Did I miss something?" He asked with amusement glittering in his eyes.

"You're enjoying this aren't you?" Shane growled. "If you throw me to the wolves, Chris Dono..."

"Relax." Chris laughed. "It just feels good to know that those idiots threatened you on my behalf. You have no idea how protective they are of you. All the subtle threats they've given me..." Chris burst into laughter once again. "Who did the threatening exactly?" He looked so amused.

"All of them." Shane said. "Well, except Tyron of course. Sometimes looks carry more weight than words. And the look in their eyes..." Shane was virtually talking to himself. "Aaron's was the only non-threatening ones. But his was even worse."

"Where was Tristan?" Chris asked, finally noticing just how shaken Shane was by whatever his friends had portrayed.

"He was out of town."

"Thank God!" Chris gasped. "Tristan would've had a field day."

"He wouldn't have. Trust me." Shane muttered.

"That bad huh?"

"Scary." Shane tried very hard not to remember the scene when the guys were standing around his chopper with melancholic faces.

Chris left his chair to straddle Shane's thighs, facing him. He lifted Shane's chin with a finger and kissed him softly. "I'm sorry I put all of you through that." He said softly.

"You're apologizing to the wrong person." Shane sighed, drawing Chris' head down to kiss him softly. "Just don't sign my death warrant with a sad face please." He whispered, making Chris laugh.

"I promise I won't." Chris said, moving off Shane's lap. Then he straddled Shane's thighs again, facing the laptop this time. "Let's try Matt." He said, dialing Matt. But Matt didn't pick up. "Okay, no response. Let's see...if I'd been there, it would have been my turn today. Next person is..."

"Damon." Shane chuckled.

"Fuck." Chris muttered as he dialed Damon's Skype link. He promptly groaned when Tristan's face filled the screen.

"Well, well, well...look who we have here." Tristan drawled. "Sober now?"

"Hello to you too, brat." Chris growled whilst Shane laughed softly. "Where are the others?"

"In the den. Yo, Shane? Sup?" Tristan turned his attention to Shane. "It's been a really long time.

"Hey Tristan." Shane laughed. "You were out of town when we were leaving."

"You mean when you were carrying his arse out of town." Tristan drawled, drawing a growl from Chris.

"I swear to God if you don't take the laptop down to the..." Chris started.

"Okay, okay I'm going. Settle down cow... hey, what's that on your finger?" Tristan gasped. "Chris? Did you guys..."

"Just..." Chris started to say but Tristan was making so much noise he decided not to waste his breath. He heard the guys asking Tristan what the problem was just before Kyle, Matt and Michael's faces filled the screen. They were sitting on the couch in the den, probably playing a video game. "Hey guys." Chris said.

All the guys started talking at the same time. Chris could see the joy and relief on their faces. He gave a sigh of relief. Shane was right. The guys didn't look angry at all. They were his family and accepted his faults and mistakes.

"One at a time, assholes." Chris laughed as he watched Aaron rush to sit on Kyle's lap with a wide grin on his face. Then Damon and Cole appeared behind the couch so he could see them all. "I've missed you idiots so much." Chris gushed.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." Cole drawled but his eyes twinkled with delight. "Don't you have chairs where you are? Why the fuck is Shane carrying your weight?"

Chris waited till the guys' laughter settled down. "And why is Aaron sitting where he is right now?" Chris retorted.

"'Cause I enjoy feeling my man's rock hard cock beneath my arse." Aaron responded with mock innocence even as his wriggled his arse in Kyle's lap. And at Kyle's uncontrollable tortured groan, Matt drew Aaron off Kyle and into his lap.

"Now sit still." Matt said sternly whilst the guys laughed their heads off.

"Where's Dean?" Shane asked, shifting so that Chris wasn't straddling him anymore but rather sitting across his thigh. He unconsciously coiled an arm around Chris' waist, making Chris smile. The guys didn't miss it.

"Kayla gave birth two days ago." Matt said. "A cute baby girl."

"Great." Chris was thrilled. "I hope she looks like Kayla and not the asswipe. Okay we have something to tell..."

"They got married." Tristan shouted from somewhere in the den. Shane and Chris couldn't even see him on the screen.

But Shane and Chris forgot about Tristan in the midst of the shouts and cheers and whistles. In the midst of all the noise, they heard a popping sound. Then Tristan appeared, handing out flutes to the guys and filling them with champagne.

"To the best news of the century." Kyle shouted.

"And to the smartest, hunkiest, horniest and all the ests couple ever." Matt said.

"To Chris and Shane." Damon added.

"May you fuck each other till it's time to check out of this world." Cole shouted.

"Yeah...on every surface and space...and every fucking restroom." Michael added.

And even as the guys laughed uproariously and Chris flipped them off, he leaned down and took Shane's lips in a heart-melting kiss. There was nothing as soul-lifting as having the support of your family when you take that plunge with your soul mate. And at that particular moment, Chris and Shane felt like the luckiest couple in the world and they knew that their serene bond and love would grow from strength to strength with each passing day. Theirs was indeed a bond that could never be broken.

THE END

'WHEN TWO WHO HAVE SUFFERED FIND EACH OTHER, THE BOND IS LIKE STEEL. THEY BECOME EACH OTHERS' SOUL MATES AND COMFORT FROM THE STORM OF LIFE.'

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