Four Grooms and a Queen by John Simpson Read Free Book Online

Dean. Why so much so early this year?”
    “Well, we’ll be gone for Christmas Eve and afterwards, so I thought we would enjoy the decorations for as long as we could. We can take it all down after we come back from our honeymoon.”
    “Where did you say we were going again?”
    “I didn’t, but nice try,” Dean replied.
    “Oh well, you can’t blame a guy for trying.”
    “By the way, we need to do a little shopping for clothes for the honeymoon and we need to do it soon. The stores are going to get crazy and the selection will go way down.”
    “What exactly do we need to buy?” Pat asked with a raised eyebrow.
    “Well, let me just say we need some dress clothes, including an extra tux shirt. Shawn does have a tuxedo, right?”
    “As far as I know, yes.”
    “Well, honey, it’s important that you make sure that Hank takes him shopping or vice-versa now that I think about it, and get some decent clothes. In fact, I’ll talk to Shawn about all this, don’t even mention it to Hank.”
    “Whatever you say, honey. But I have to tell you, I get more and more curious as to what you two have cooked up for after the wedding.”
    “I’ll say this much: we’ll all need our passports.”
    “Passports? So, we’re leaving the country. The islands maybe?”
    “Not even going to give you a hint. Just makes sure everyone has a valid passport.”
    “By the way, how are we paying for this trip?” Pat asked.
    “That, darling, is the least of our worries,” Dean replied with a big smile.
    “Oh I forgot; I’m marrying a rich banker. Well, just make sure you keep bringing home the big bacon, honey, so we can live life large!” Pat laughed as he slapped Dean on the ass.
     
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    Hank and Shawn were just finishing dinner when Shawn decided it was time to tell Hank a little something about what they needed to do.
    “Hon, we need to get a few things for the wedding - like a new tuxedo shirt. We are wearing tuxedos, right?”
    “Sweetie, Pat and I haven’t talked about that yet.”
    “Well, nothing like waiting ‘til the last minute. You do realize that our wedding is less than a month away, right?”
    “Of course I do; it’s all I think about. But you’re right; it’s time that we decided all of the details. I’ll give Pat a call and see if I can settle this issue.”
    Hank grabbed Shawn’s ass on the way to the phone. Damn that felt good, Hank thought to himself, as his dick twitched. He picked up the phone and turned back to watch Shawn clear the table and. when Shawn dropped a fork and bent over to get it, Hank decided what he was going to do when he got off the phone.
    “Hey Pat, did I get you at a bad time?”
    “Nope, what’s up dude?”
    “Shawn has brought up a question about the wedding and he wants an answer. Are we or are we not wearing tuxedos for the ceremony?”
    “Hmm, hold on a second.”
    Pat put down the phone and located Dean in the other room.
    “Honey, Hank’s on the phone. Shawn wants to know if we’re wearing tuxedos for the ceremony. Are we?”
    “We’re only getting married once, so yes, please,” Dean said with the smile that always got him what he wanted from Pat.
    Pat walked back to the phone thinking that when he hung up, he was going to get some of that.
    “Hank, it appears the uniform of that day will be tuxedos. Will that make your man happy?”
    “You bet it will. Thanks, guy, gotta run and take care of something hard. Talk to you at work,” he said and hung up.
    Hard indeed! Speaking of hard, “Oh Dean….”
    A little over two weeks before the wedding, all four men flew to Boston to apply for their marriage licenses. Each couple paid fifty dollars, filled out the paperwork, and learned when to pick the licenses up before the wedding.
     
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    Two days before Christmas Eve, all the arrangements were set. Pat and Hank still had no idea where they were headed after the wedding and were getting excited to see what their husbands to be had cooked