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What will be different this year?","count":"8"}],"description":"And the final chapter of Marco's Birthday Romance is here!\n\nI honestly thought this one would turn out shorter than its predecessor story, A Friendly Weekend, when I started writing... she's a bit bigger this one, in' she?\n\nAh well, it still proved to be pleasant to write it. We'll see if I can figure out another story for these two at some point in the future.","description_bbcode_parsed":"And the final chapter of Marco's Birthday Romance is here!

I honestly thought this one would turn out shorter than its predecessor story, A Friendly Weekend, when I started writing... she's a bit bigger this one, in' she?

Ah well, it still proved to be pleasant to write it. We'll see if I can figure out another story for these two at some point in the future.","writing":"Just like the last time Ezra had spent the night inside Marco, it was Marco who woke first. He was still tired from the previous night, so instead of trying to prompt the stallion to partake in sleep sex, all he wanted was to cuddle the fuzzy warmth of Ezra's snoring body, and feel the gentle prod of his softened cock threatening to flop out of his sticky pussy lips.\n\nHe lay there in bliss and checked his finger to make sure the ring was there and his engagement last night hadn't been some sort of embarrassing dream amongst all of the amazing sex. For a moment, he thought it had been a dream after all, as the ring wasn't on his finger. Then, when he shuffled himself closer to Ezra to wrap the stallion in a tighter hug, he felt something round jab into his stomach. He reached down and pulled the ring out from beneath him, holding it up so he could see its shiny details in the dim curtain-blocked morning light. It hadn't been a dream after all and it felt so right to slip it into place on his finger. It was a shame it needed to be shrunk slighty to fit properly; it was just too pretty to be out of his sight for that length of time.\n\nA few snuggly minutes later, Ezra snapped himself awake with a suddenly loud snore. After he was awake enough to realize that Marco was wrapped tightly around him, he smiled and returned the embrace. The movement made his senses realize where his dick was, and it started hardening again within Marco.\n\n“And you say I'm insatiable,” joked Marco quietly, quivering with the pleasure of feeling himself getting fuller and fuller as that beautiful cock swelled to its full size.\n\n“Aren't I allowed to feel frisky with my love?” asked Ezra as he carressed Marco's face and 'chin-tassles'.\n\n“I guess,” replied Marco, gently stroking Ezra's mane, “but I'd've thought you'd be all tapped out by now, having gone all the way four times yesterday.”\n\nEzra thrust himself in once, raising his eyebrow flirtatiously, “Want to make it five?”\n\n“That doesn't make any sense,” said Marco, squeezing his vagina tightly around Ezra's rod, “It's not yesterday anymore.”\n\n“Details aren't important.” Ezra pulled out and pushed in again.\n\n“Okay, now you're just teasing me.” Marco rolled on top of Ezra and sat up, a lecherous smirk on his face. “Now it's my turn to ride, cowboy!”\n\n“All you're missing is the hat, little princess,” chuckled Ezra as he fluffed with the frills on the cumstained skirt Marco was still wearing.\n\nThe brand-new bed didn't even squeak as Marco rode in earnest... but there was a rythmic thumping as his tail whacked against it and Ezra's leg each time he slapped down.\n\n“So...” said Ezra between Marco's thumping, slapping impacts against him, “Am I allowed to propose to you every day to get this treatment all the time?”\n\n“You'll always get lots of treatment,” replied Marco, “But this much is just a special occasion, sweetie.”\n\n“Way to dash my hopes and dreams, little man.” Ezra's comment had been sarcastic, but Marco still took pity on him.\n\n“Don't worry, Ezra,” he said, “I'll make them all moments to remember.”\n\n“I'll make them moments for you as well,” cooed Ezra as he stroked Marco's scaly belly. \n\nFor his adorable comment, Marco rewarded him with a delighted 'D'aww!' and renewed his efforts to make his little straddling ride one for the both of them to remember.\n\nMarco was rarely on top and when he was, he didn't stay on top for long. Not because Ezra was dominant, but because the required work made Marco tire quickly. Today, he was equally exhausted, but he wanted desperately to actually finish it off at least once. So, with his pace slowing and pleasure building, he hoped Ezra was getting close, because he was about ready to give up.\n\n“Hey, Marco? Are you alright?” asked a concerned Ezra, “You look like you're about to pass out.”\n\n“I'm just... getting a little tired, is all,” panted Marco, “I want to actually finish off and not get you to do it for once... is my work actually paying off?”\n\n“I am beginning to feel it, yes, but if it means you kark it before it happens, I won't really like it all that much. This is supposed to be a 'together' thing.”\n\n“Yeah, well hurry up and 'together' it then. I'm going to make you cum if it frickin' kills me.”\n\n“I'd rather you didn't push yourself that far.”\n\n“Then tell your brain to tell your hormones to hurry the fuck up, dammit!”\n\nThe slower Marco went in his exhaustion, the more Ezra was able to feel the cum-sticky internal walls of Marco's juicy fanny. The sticky slipperiness slowly rubbing against his veins and ripples was very pleasant, and he felt himself teetering closer and closer to the edge.\n\n“Okay, that's it,” said Marco, panting heavily, “I give up. You finish it.”\n\n“Nono, wait!” replied Ezra, patting Marco's chest, trying to convince him to keep going, “I'm honestly nearly there! Just – oh... ugh... nearly... keep... ooooohhh... AAHHH!!”\n\nAnd then there was more warm jizz streaming into Marco, who gratefully sat still as Ezra's dong twitched and pulsed inside him. Perfect bliss.\n\n“Finally!” panted Marco, flopping down on top of Ezra, “I did it! I did it... Did I do it well?”\n\n“Perfectly,” replied Ezra dreamily, “I'm surprised you still have room in there for more.”\n\n“I don't.” Marco tiredly shifted his weight to get comfortable on top of the fuzzy stallion, and immediately, warm seed dribbled out of him and down Ezra's legs.\n\nThe two of them simply lay in place, tiredly caressing and smooching each other. They were actually on the verge of dozing off again, when they snapped wide awake in horror when they heard the unmistakable sound of a cellphone's fake camera flash from the doorway. They flashed their gazes toward the now-open doorway and saw Irine casually leaning against the doorframe, lowering her phone with an overjoyed smirk on her face. She was very happy for her brother's engagement, even if it meant interrupting the aftermath of their sex.\n\n“Good morning, cowgirls,” she said cheerfully, “I thought I'd get a photo of the newly-engaged cuties having a sleep, but you two beat me to it. I'm amazed you didn't notice the door opening or see me watching.”\n\n“How long have you been there?!” exclaimed Marco, embarrassment flushing across his face. Ezra's face was also beetroot red.\n\n“Long enough to overhear you tell Ezra to take over before he spunked you up.”\n\n“You SAW that?!”\n\n“If mum and dad were still home, they would've HEARD you from down in the kitchen!”\n\n“Wait... they're not home? I thought I was helping mum clean up the messes I've left around today.”\n\n“It's nearly eleven in the morning, bro,” said Irine, pointing at the clock on his bedside table. She was right. “The reason they wanted to go back to sleep OTHER than you giving everyone quite the display of your girlie parts last night is because they had to not stop and rest as planned, but head off to work. Mum cleaned up that dribble you left in their doorway before she left, muttering about you two having too much sex for your own good and kids these days and why was there semen in her little boy and so on and so forth. It was quite amusing, to be honest.”\n\n“Do you get off on watching your brother sitting on his boyfriend? If you're done talking crap, piss off!”\n\n“I will say that I wish I was in your position, Marco, but I dare not come between you two. Since you're awake, I'll tell you what I thought would be a good idea to make mum happy... and judging by the smell and obvious patches of dry jizz all through here, she'll be overjoyed she didn't have to experience it herself. The three of us could clean it all up for her.”\n\n“Yeah, yes, it's a grand plan, blah blah blah, now FUCK OFF!!” Marco suddenly stood up from his lying-down position on top of Ezra, gesturing at Irine to get the hell out. The stallion's thick dick popped out with a wet smack, and his thickening semen streamed out of Marco's fanny and stained the sheets and Ezra's fur. Marco was already beyond embarrassed, so he could barely care that he'd just brought himself even more.\n\nIrine stared in surprise, eyebrows raised. “You know, bro,” she said carefully, “You look very cute in that skirt. I think your girly cuteness just turned me bi.”\n\nMarco blinked in bewilderment. “You're just SICK, Irine!”\n\nShe shrugged. “Maybe. I'm sorry, I just can't stop my tongue sometimes. I'll leave you two to get yourselves decent, and then maybe we can consider tidying all THIS up,” she gestured at the various signs of messy sex around the bed, “and keep mum's mind innocent regarding what you two get up to in your spare time.” She shut the door behind her as she left.\n\n“The unmitigated CHEEK!” Marco glowered at the door, waiting to see whether his sister would pop back inside.\n\n“Oi, Romeo,” said Ezra, prodding his finger into Marco's vagina to get his attention, “YOU were the one who stood up and gave her the show. She's just jealous that her little brother's getting married before her.”\n\n“She's also the one who admitted that her brother's privates enveloped in a skirt and dripping with semen is convincing her to try bisexual stuff,” retorted Marco, “What kind of person admits that?!”\n\n“That was kind of fucked up, yes, but to each their own, right?”\n\n“What, do you like the thought of me fucking or getting fucked by my sister?” Marco glared at him with that piercing question. There was a long pause.\n\n“It does sound a little hot,” muttered Ezra, his blush somehow managing to deepen further, “but far too wrong for me to WANT you to do it.”\n\n“So, that's your schtick? Asking me to marry you then telling me that you want both of us to screw my sister?”\n\n“Nonononono!!” Ezra sat up in panic, “Please, forget everything I said! I'm stupid for saying it, I'm wrong for thinking it! I don't want her, or her to be with you... that's both disgusting and madness! … Disgusting madness! All I want is you, and you alone, and for you to be happy!”\n\nThere was another pause, Marco's frown slowly softening. “Why can't I stay mad at you?” he pouted.\n\n“Because I can do this:” Ezra stood up on the bed beside Marco and plastered a massive, deep-tonguing smooch into his mouth. Any awkwardness or anger melted instantly away. “Now,” continued Ezra after he'd pulled his probing mouth away, “shall we have a shower to clean ourselves out and start cleaning up all this cum?”\n\n“Yeah,” said Marco, “Irine was right... it'd be much, MUCH better on everyone if my parents don't know about all this mess.”\n\n*******************************************************\n\nAfter a shower in which Ezra had returned the favour to Marco by overcoming his disgust for the taste of his own jizz to make the little iguana have another explosive squirt via probing deep with his tongue, and Marco had dressed in his normal clothes, the two of them and Irine got to work, doing their best to forget the morning awkwardness and clean up the evidence of the many orgasms that had taken place overnight.\n\nFirst, the crusted duvet went into the washing machine, followed by the cumstained sheets, girl's clothes and mattress protector. Then with the help of carpet cleaning spray, the marks of Marco's squirt and Ezta's jizz were mopped up. After the bed things were hung on the line to dry in the smoking summer sun, the three of them relaxed by grabbing cans of cola and sitting in the still-set-up folding camping chairs on the front lawn. It was mid-afternoon – Marco and Irine's parents would be home within a few minutes.\n\n“I'm sorry about this morning, boys,” said Irine sheepishly, “I don't know what came over me.”\n\n“It's okay, sis,” replied Marco, “just... promise me that you'll never again tell me that I sexually arouse you. Keep it to yourself, overcome it, then find your own other half.”\n\n“Aside from the other half part, already done,” she said, raising her can as a cheers before taking a sip, “Now, before I delete it on account of it depicting a very private, intimite moment, would you two like to see the photo I caught of you this morning?”\n\n“I guess it won't hurt,” said Ezra, holding out his hand for her phone.\n\n“As long as you make sure you've got the right photo first, you're welcome to do as you please with it.” She brought up the photo and handed her phone to Ezra. Marco huddled close to him so he could also see.\n\nShe'd managed to capture an amazingly clear photo, considering the closed curtains and minimal light from the open door. Everything could be seen – Ezra's dick disappearing into Marco, the thick jizz dribbling down their groins and legs, the two of them sandwiched romantically together – Marco on top and nearly asleep, and Ezra giving the underside of Marco's chin a small kiss... it surprised both of them that it took both of their breaths away.\n\n“I'm keeping it,” declared Marco, “You caught a gorgeous phjoto, Irine... maybe you should quit the pub and become a photographer! I want to use it as my computer's wallpaper!”\n\n“Take it, by all means,” shrugged Irine, “I was just going to delete it because I felt really bad about earlier and didn't want to embarrass you further.”\n\n“And if you weren't planning on deleting it, what would you have used it for?” inquired her brother.\n\nIrine spluttered on her soda and started blushing uncomfortably. “Probably pretend you weren't in it so I could imagine myself on your stud,” she admitted, “But I AM going to delete it... I don't want to want what's already taken.” she looked meaningfully between them, “Maybe I've yet to have a boy or girlfriend, but I can tell that you two share something really special. Don't lose that... you're far too cute together for that nonsense.”\n\n“Thank you,” said Ezra, handing her phone backto her, “I'd also like it if you could send me a copy of it... I want to remember my first morning with my future husband.”\n\n“Wouldn't I be the wife, on account of the lady parts?” asked Marco sincerely.\n\n“Husband, wife... wifeband, who cares? As long as it's you, I don't give a shit.”\n\n“Awww...” swooned Irine, “You see? Something special!”\n\nIt was then when Marco's parents' car turned into the driveway. Those in the car and those on the lawn waved to each other as it drove past, and the parents came and sat in the spare chairs after they'd parked in the garage, attaching themselves to the conversation with their attention primarily focused on their son.\n\n“Good afternoon, everyone,” said Marco's mother skitterishly, obviously excited, “Now, let's cut to the chase here, Marco... now that everyone's had a day to get super phyched up and are wide awake... and you're not showing everything to the world in a tutu... Congratulations you two! We're so proud! Can we see your engagement ring, Marco?”\n\n“It's a touch too big, we need to get it shrunk to size at some point,” said Marco, handing the ring to his mother, who nearly dropped it in her excitement.\n\n“Aaaaawwwww!” she squealed, “It's even more beautiful than mine!” She held her platinum ring, the top of which was sculpted into the shape of a flower and housing a respectably sized diamond in its centre, next to the simple silver band with its small ruby and two tiny emeralds studded next to each other in a row and its thin band of gold along the circumference. Marco loved his ring and wouldn't change it for anything, but he failed to see how she thought it was prettier than her own.\n\n“Our little nearly-boy's not so little anymore,” said his father, holding his hand out for a handshake with Marco, who accepted in with a grin on his face.\n\n“Do your parents know yet, Ezra?” asked Marco's mother, looking up from the ring comparison she was performing.\n\n“They have no idea,” replied Ezra, “I told them I was saving up for a car to buy when I found a job... instead, I got that for my little stud here.” He put his arm over Marco's shoulders. “I didn't want to get anyone's hopes up, even my own, in case we weren't quite ready yet. So, I kept it to myself.”\n\n“Well, aren't you just a cheeky, resourceful little fellow?” she handed the ring back to her son and pulled Ezra into a hug. “We're so happy for you two! As much as we love our boy, we didn't think Marco would find someone who could look past his differences... and there you were, right under our noses for all this time! You've practically been family for years, but we are so blessed to officially welcome you into the family!”\n\n“Thank you, for everything,” said Ezra.\n\n“Oh, pfft!” Marco's mother patted him on the back and released her embrace, “We should be thanking YOU, young man! Now, before I forget, come along Marco, we've got some... uh, clean up work to do.”\n\nMarco shook his head. “Already taken care of, mum! You don't need to worry about ruining your perfect little image of me.”\n\n“I appreciate you cleaning up after yourself,” she said, raising an eyebrow, “but you did a pretty good job of ruining our 'perfect image' yourself, last night. Am I to understand that I might be a grandmother in a few months?”\n\n“Mum!” Marco crossed his arms in embarrassed annoyance, “I don't even know if it's possible for that to happen with me, and besides... that's a very rude way to put it!”\n\n“Aww, you're so CUTE when you're grumpy!” his mother teased, squeezing his cheek, “No, you're right, we don't know, and I'm sorry for putting it that way, mister sensitive. But, keep an eye on it. If it turns out that you two are going to be parents, you'll need time to get yourselves ready... buying baby clothes, a pram, a cradle...”\n\n“I think you're getting ahead of yourself, dear,” said her husband, putting a hand on her shoulder, “Let the boys have some fun before throwing all that baby stuff at them, they deserve the chance. Once Marco or Ezra lets his folks know, we've all still got to get to planning their wedding!”\n\nMarco's parents got lost in their tangent of the conversation, forgetting about the three youngsters around them. They were putting in place their far-fetched plans for the wedding and their currently-theoretical grandparenthood. Marco, Ezra and Irine shared glances and rolled their eyes at one another.\n\nParents. Can't live with them, can't live without them.","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Just like the last time Ezra had spent the night inside Marco, it was Marco who woke first. He was still tired from the previous night, so instead of trying to prompt the stallion to partake in sleep sex, all he wanted was to cuddle the fuzzy warmth of Ezra's snoring body, and feel the gentle prod of his softened cock threatening to flop out of his sticky pussy lips.

He lay there in bliss and checked his finger to make sure the ring was there and his engagement last night hadn't been some sort of embarrassing dream amongst all of the amazing sex. For a moment, he thought it had been a dream after all, as the ring wasn't on his finger. Then, when he shuffled himself closer to Ezra to wrap the stallion in a tighter hug, he felt something round jab into his stomach. He reached down and pulled the ring out from beneath him, holding it up so he could see its shiny details in the dim curtain-blocked morning light. It hadn't been a dream after all and it felt so right to slip it into place on his finger. It was a shame it needed to be shrunk slighty to fit properly; it was just too pretty to be out of his sight for that length of time.

A few snuggly minutes later, Ezra snapped himself awake with a suddenly loud snore. After he was awake enough to realize that Marco was wrapped tightly around him, he smiled and returned the embrace. The movement made his senses realize where his dick was, and it started hardening again within Marco.

“And you say I'm insatiable,” joked Marco quietly, quivering with the pleasure of feeling himself getting fuller and fuller as that beautiful cock swelled to its full size.

“Aren't I allowed to feel frisky with my love?” asked Ezra as he carressed Marco's face and 'chin-tassles'.

“I guess,” replied Marco, gently stroking Ezra's mane, “but I'd've thought you'd be all tapped out by now, having gone all the way four times yesterday.”

Ezra thrust himself in once, raising his eyebrow flirtatiously, “Want to make it five?”

“That doesn't make any sense,” said Marco, squeezing his vagina tightly around Ezra's rod, “It's not yesterday anymore.”

“Details aren't important.” Ezra pulled out and pushed in again.

“Okay, now you're just teasing me.” Marco rolled on top of Ezra and sat up, a lecherous smirk on his face. “Now it's my turn to ride, cowboy!”

“All you're missing is the hat, little princess,” chuckled Ezra as he fluffed with the frills on the cumstained skirt Marco was still wearing.

The brand-new bed didn't even squeak as Marco rode in earnest... but there was a rythmic thumping as his tail whacked against it and Ezra's leg each time he slapped down.

“So...” said Ezra between Marco's thumping, slapping impacts against him, “Am I allowed to propose to you every day to get this treatment all the time?”

“You'll always get lots of treatment,” replied Marco, “But this much is just a special occasion, sweetie.”

“Way to dash my hopes and dreams, little man.” Ezra's comment had been sarcastic, but Marco still took pity on him.

“Don't worry, Ezra,” he said, “I'll make them all moments to remember.”

“I'll make them moments for you as well,” cooed Ezra as he stroked Marco's scaly belly.

For his adorable comment, Marco rewarded him with a delighted 'D'aww!' and renewed his efforts to make his little straddling ride one for the both of them to remember.

Marco was rarely on top and when he was, he didn't stay on top for long. Not because Ezra was dominant, but because the required work made Marco tire quickly. Today, he was equally exhausted, but he wanted desperately to actually finish it off at least once. So, with his pace slowing and pleasure building, he hoped Ezra was getting close, because he was about ready to give up.

“Hey, Marco? Are you alright?” asked a concerned Ezra, “You look like you're about to pass out.”

“I'm just... getting a little tired, is all,” panted Marco, “I want to actually finish off and not get you to do it for once... is my work actually paying off?”

“I am beginning to feel it, yes, but if it means you kark it before it happens, I won't really like it all that much. This is supposed to be a 'together' thing.”

“Yeah, well hurry up and 'together' it then. I'm going to make you cum if it frickin' kills me.”

“I'd rather you didn't push yourself that far.”

“Then tell your brain to tell your hormones to hurry the fuck up, dammit!”

The slower Marco went in his exhaustion, the more Ezra was able to feel the cum-sticky internal walls of Marco's juicy fanny. The sticky slipperiness slowly rubbing against his veins and ripples was very pleasant, and he felt himself teetering closer and closer to the edge.

“Okay, that's it,” said Marco, panting heavily, “I give up. You finish it.”

“Nono, wait!” replied Ezra, patting Marco's chest, trying to convince him to keep going, “I'm honestly nearly there! Just – oh... ugh... nearly... keep... ooooohhh... AAHHH!!”

And then there was more warm jizz streaming into Marco, who gratefully sat still as Ezra's dong twitched and pulsed inside him. Perfect bliss.

“Finally!” panted Marco, flopping down on top of Ezra, “I did it! I did it... Did I do it well?”

“Perfectly,” replied Ezra dreamily, “I'm surprised you still have room in there for more.”

“I don't.” Marco tiredly shifted his weight to get comfortable on top of the fuzzy stallion, and immediately, warm seed dribbled out of him and down Ezra's legs.

The two of them simply lay in place, tiredly caressing and smooching each other. They were actually on the verge of dozing off again, when they snapped wide awake in horror when they heard the unmistakable sound of a cellphone's fake camera flash from the doorway. They flashed their gazes toward the now-open doorway and saw Irine casually leaning against the doorframe, lowering her phone with an overjoyed smirk on her face. She was very happy for her brother's engagement, even if it meant interrupting the aftermath of their sex.

“Good morning, cowgirls,” she said cheerfully, “I thought I'd get a photo of the newly-engaged cuties having a sleep, but you two beat me to it. I'm amazed you didn't notice the door opening or see me watching.”

“How long have you been there?!” exclaimed Marco, embarrassment flushing across his face. Ezra's face was also beetroot red.

“Long enough to overhear you tell Ezra to take over before he spunked you up.”

“You SAW that?!”

“If mum and dad were still home, they would've HEARD you from down in the kitchen!”

“Wait... they're not home? I thought I was helping mum clean up the messes I've left around today.”

“It's nearly eleven in the morning, bro,” said Irine, pointing at the clock on his bedside table. She was right. “The reason they wanted to go back to sleep OTHER than you giving everyone quite the display of your girlie parts last night is because they had to not stop and rest as planned, but head off to work. Mum cleaned up that dribble you left in their doorway before she left, muttering about you two having too much sex for your own good and kids these days and why was there semen in her little boy and so on and so forth. It was quite amusing, to be honest.”

“Do you get off on watching your brother sitting on his boyfriend? If you're done talking crap, piss off!”

“I will say that I wish I was in your position, Marco, but I dare not come between you two. Since you're awake, I'll tell you what I thought would be a good idea to make mum happy... and judging by the smell and obvious patches of dry jizz all through here, she'll be overjoyed she didn't have to experience it herself. The three of us could clean it all up for her.”

“Yeah, yes, it's a grand plan, blah blah blah, now FUCK OFF!!” Marco suddenly stood up from his lying-down position on top of Ezra, gesturing at Irine to get the hell out. The stallion's thick dick popped out with a wet smack, and his thickening semen streamed out of Marco's fanny and stained the sheets and Ezra's fur. Marco was already beyond embarrassed, so he could barely care that he'd just brought himself even more.

Irine stared in surprise, eyebrows raised. “You know, bro,” she said carefully, “You look very cute in that skirt. I think your girly cuteness just turned me bi.”

Marco blinked in bewilderment. “You're just SICK, Irine!”

She shrugged. “Maybe. I'm sorry, I just can't stop my tongue sometimes. I'll leave you two to get yourselves decent, and then maybe we can consider tidying all THIS up,” she gestured at the various signs of messy sex around the bed, “and keep mum's mind innocent regarding what you two get up to in your spare time.” She shut the door behind her as she left.

“The unmitigated CHEEK!” Marco glowered at the door, waiting to see whether his sister would pop back inside.

“Oi, Romeo,” said Ezra, prodding his finger into Marco's vagina to get his attention, “YOU were the one who stood up and gave her the show. She's just jealous that her little brother's getting married before her.”

“She's also the one who admitted that her brother's privates enveloped in a skirt and dripping with semen is convincing her to try bisexual stuff,” retorted Marco, “What kind of person admits that?!”

“That was kind of fucked up, yes, but to each their own, right?”

“What, do you like the thought of me fucking or getting fucked by my sister?” Marco glared at him with that piercing question. There was a long pause.

“It does sound a little hot,” muttered Ezra, his blush somehow managing to deepen further, “but far too wrong for me to WANT you to do it.”

“So, that's your schtick? Asking me to marry you then telling me that you want both of us to screw my sister?”

“Nonononono!!” Ezra sat up in panic, “Please, forget everything I said! I'm stupid for saying it, I'm wrong for thinking it! I don't want her, or her to be with you... that's both disgusting and madness! … Disgusting madness! All I want is you, and you alone, and for you to be happy!”

There was another pause, Marco's frown slowly softening. “Why can't I stay mad at you?” he pouted.

“Because I can do this:” Ezra stood up on the bed beside Marco and plastered a massive, deep-tonguing smooch into his mouth. Any awkwardness or anger melted instantly away. “Now,” continued Ezra after he'd pulled his probing mouth away, “shall we have a shower to clean ourselves out and start cleaning up all this cum?”

“Yeah,” said Marco, “Irine was right... it'd be much, MUCH better on everyone if my parents don't know about all this mess.”

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After a shower in which Ezra had returned the favour to Marco by overcoming his disgust for the taste of his own jizz to make the little iguana have another explosive squirt via probing deep with his tongue, and Marco had dressed in his normal clothes, the two of them and Irine got to work, doing their best to forget the morning awkwardness and clean up the evidence of the many orgasms that had taken place overnight.

First, the crusted duvet went into the washing machine, followed by the cumstained sheets, girl's clothes and mattress protector. Then with the help of carpet cleaning spray, the marks of Marco's squirt and Ezta's jizz were mopped up. After the bed things were hung on the line to dry in the smoking summer sun, the three of them relaxed by grabbing cans of cola and sitting in the still-set-up folding camping chairs on the front lawn. It was mid-afternoon – Marco and Irine's parents would be home within a few minutes.

“I'm sorry about this morning, boys,” said Irine sheepishly, “I don't know what came over me.”

“It's okay, sis,” replied Marco, “just... promise me that you'll never again tell me that I sexually arouse you. Keep it to yourself, overcome it, then find your own other half.”

“Aside from the other half part, already done,” she said, raising her can as a cheers before taking a sip, “Now, before I delete it on account of it depicting a very private, intimite moment, would you two like to see the photo I caught of you this morning?”

“I guess it won't hurt,” said Ezra, holding out his hand for her phone.

“As long as you make sure you've got the right photo first, you're welcome to do as you please with it.” She brought up the photo and handed her phone to Ezra. Marco huddled close to him so he could also see.

She'd managed to capture an amazingly clear photo, considering the closed curtains and minimal light from the open door. Everything could be seen – Ezra's dick disappearing into Marco, the thick jizz dribbling down their groins and legs, the two of them sandwiched romantically together –  Marco on top and nearly asleep, and Ezra giving the underside of Marco's chin a small kiss... it surprised both of them that it took both of their breaths away.

“I'm keeping it,” declared Marco, “You caught a gorgeous phjoto, Irine... maybe you should quit the pub and become a photographer! I want to use it as my computer's wallpaper!”

“Take it, by all means,” shrugged Irine, “I was just going to delete it because I felt really bad about earlier and didn't want to embarrass you further.”

“And if you weren't planning on deleting it, what would you have used it for?” inquired her brother.

Irine spluttered on her soda and started blushing uncomfortably. “Probably pretend you weren't in it so I could imagine myself on your stud,” she admitted, “But I AM going to delete it... I don't want to want what's already taken.” she looked meaningfully between them, “Maybe I've yet to have a boy or girlfriend, but I can tell that you two share something really special. Don't lose that... you're far too cute together for that nonsense.”

“Thank you,” said Ezra, handing her phone backto her, “I'd also like it if you could send me a copy of it... I want to remember my first morning with my future husband.”

“Wouldn't I be the wife, on account of the lady parts?” asked Marco sincerely.

“Husband, wife... wifeband, who cares? As long as it's you, I don't give a shit.”

“Awww...” swooned Irine, “You see? Something special!”

It was then when Marco's parents' car turned into the driveway. Those in the car and those on the lawn waved to each other as it drove past, and the parents came and sat in the spare chairs after they'd parked in the garage, attaching themselves to the conversation with their attention primarily focused on their son.

“Good afternoon, everyone,” said Marco's mother skitterishly, obviously excited, “Now, let's cut to the chase here, Marco... now that everyone's had a day to get super phyched up and are wide awake... and you're not showing everything to the world in a tutu... Congratulations you two! We're so proud! Can we see your engagement ring, Marco?”

“It's a touch too big, we need to get it shrunk to size at some point,” said Marco, handing the ring to his mother, who nearly dropped it in her excitement.

“Aaaaawwwww!” she squealed, “It's even more beautiful than mine!” She held her platinum ring, the top of which was sculpted into the shape of a flower and housing a respectably sized diamond in its centre, next to the simple silver band with its small ruby and two tiny emeralds studded next to each other in a row and its thin band of gold along the circumference. Marco loved his ring and wouldn't change it for anything, but he failed to see how she thought it was prettier than her own.

“Our little nearly-boy's not so little anymore,” said his father, holding his hand out for a handshake with Marco, who accepted in with a grin on his face.

“Do your parents know yet, Ezra?” asked Marco's mother, looking up from the ring comparison she was performing.

“They have no idea,” replied Ezra, “I told them I was saving up for a car to buy when I found a job... instead, I got that for my little stud here.” He put his arm over Marco's shoulders. “I didn't want to get anyone's hopes up, even my own, in case we weren't quite ready yet. So, I kept it to myself.”

“Well, aren't you just a cheeky, resourceful little fellow?” she handed the ring back to her son and pulled Ezra into a hug. “We're so happy for you two! As much as we love our boy, we didn't think Marco would find someone who could look past his differences... and there you were, right under our noses for all this time! You've practically been family for years, but we are so blessed to officially welcome you into the family!”

“Thank you, for everything,” said Ezra.

“Oh, pfft!” Marco's mother patted him on the back and released her embrace, “We should be thanking YOU, young man! Now, before I forget, come along Marco, we've got some... uh, clean up work to do.”

Marco shook his head. “Already taken care of, mum! You don't need to worry about ruining your perfect little image of me.”

“I appreciate you cleaning up after yourself,” she said, raising an eyebrow, “but you did a pretty good job of ruining our 'perfect image' yourself, last night. Am I to understand that I might be a grandmother in a few months?”

“Mum!” Marco crossed his arms in embarrassed annoyance, “I don't even know if it's possible for that to happen with me, and besides... that's a very rude way to put it!”

“Aww, you're so CUTE when you're grumpy!” his mother teased, squeezing his cheek, “No, you're right, we don't know, and I'm sorry for putting it that way, mister sensitive. But, keep an eye on it. If it turns out that you two are going to be parents, you'll need time to get yourselves ready... buying baby clothes, a pram, a cradle...”

“I think you're getting ahead of yourself, dear,” said her husband, putting a hand on her shoulder, “Let the boys have some fun before throwing all that baby stuff at them, they deserve the chance. Once Marco or Ezra lets his folks know, we've all still got to get to planning their wedding!”

Marco's parents got lost in their tangent of the conversation, forgetting about the three youngsters around them. They were putting in place their far-fetched plans for the wedding and their currently-theoretical grandparenthood. Marco, Ezra and Irine shared glances and rolled their eyes at one another.

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