"So, Sandra did that on purpose." Ryan concluded.

"She didn't drug me. But, we did exactly what she wanted." Mathew explained.

"Why didn't you tell me about this before?"

"Proposal has to be a surprise Mary. You don't go announcing it to the world."

Ryan sighed "I need sleep for my system to work." and made a move.

"You're kidding. Right?" he was stopped.

"Hmm? It's been a week since I had a good night sleep Sir. Why would I be kidding?"

"Seriously? After my brother and our friends put all their effort to redecorate our bedroom?"

"Isn't it supposed to be for sleeping?" he was confused.

Mathew face palmed "This is our wedding night Mary. We're supposed to do things."

Realization dawned "Oh. Haven't we done them already? You know that night." he suddenly recoiled into himself.

"So?" Mathew raised an eyebrow.

"Can't we just sleep?"

"No Mary. Tell me what's wrong." he can't understand why Ryan was suddenly like that. His eyes were on anywhere but him. "Tell me." Mathew tilted his head by holding the chin to make him look at him. Since he was not willing to say anything "If you don't want to, then that's fine we can just sleep. But, I want to know the reason."

"It hurts." Ryan said in a low voice after few seconds.

"I told you, you weren't prepared that night. First time hurts even if you are prepared. Since, you were not, it did hurt more. Now it won't." he smirked looking into Ryan's eyes and dragging his finger against his cheek seductively "Who said, you'll be bottoming tonight?" his thumb finger rubbed the unsure man's bottom lip "You think I haven't noticed how much you liked this" put Ryan's hand on his ass "last time?" and pushed up on him "Or did you think I don't know how to make you do what I want?"

"Will... will you leave me if I said I don't want to have sex?" he said barely audible.

"Ryan." Mathew stopped what he was doing "What do you take me for? A bastard who only cares about himself? Tell me what's bothering you cause last time I checked you wanted it as much as I do."

Ryan finally gave in "I'm not good at it. I don't even know where to start." scratching the back of his head he continued "You said some marriages are failing because of sexual disappointment. I don't want that Sir. I really don't know what to do if you left me too. Dad, mom and now you too?" his voice was shaky "Please. I don't want that."

Mathew hugged him tightly saying next words "You're not the only one that has trouble being alone Mary. I didn't say it but, it was tough for me to spend days without you too. Not having you to vent out my anger, frustration and to light up my days. The only thing that let me sleep at night peacefully is knowing what I'm about to do, I can understand your hesitation since you thought you're not getting me back." he backed a little to look at him "I promise you I won't leave you alone. Never."

He backed off fully keeping Ryan at arm's distance "And for your stupid doubts." he smiled cockily "I know I'm good at teaching and you" he poked Ryan's chest "are a good student. So, we can work on that." pecked his lips lightly. Still lingering there he whispered "What do you say?"

Ryan licked his lips in the process teasing his teacher. When leaned in to have a proper kiss Ryan leaned back. "I'm a good student?" he asked.

"Yes." Mathew leaned further to catch those tempting pink lips with his own. Yet, he couldn't.

"Just a good student?" he asked again leaning back even further.

Now Mathew understood what mistake he had done. "The best." he said leaning in and reaching for the grand prize.

"Then teach me." Ryan finally kissed him like he wanted. This time Mathew kept it short as he wanted to take things further.

"Wait." it was difficult for him to break the kiss. Some how, he managed it and walked to his closet searching for something frantically. "Fuck." he cursed.

"What?" came from the person waiting for him on the bed.

"Lube." he showed an empty bottle to him "It's empty." he whined slumping his shoulders not caring if it looked childish.

Ryan looked at how cute he looked at the moment all frustrated and flushed, it was first time for him to think of a grown man as cute. Is that even grammatically correct? Calling a man cute.

"I have it. I don't use much." he said while getting up. In his draw he saw a brand new bottle of lube, he didn't remember getting one. Taking it into his hands he saw a note underneath it saying 'make me proud'. He choked on air knowing who must have placed it there.

"What is it?" he didn't know when Mathew got beside him.

Crumpling it "Nothing." he hid it behind him blushing like hell.

"It has been hardly 5 hours since we married and you're already keeping secrets?" he narrowed eyes, circling his hands around Ryan to reach it.

"Nothing you should be worry about Sir."

"Then it shouldn't be a problem to show me right?" it was difficult for him "Come on Mary. Don't kill the mood." he said very much enjoying rubbing himself on Ryan. Finally managing to take that note tearing it into two because of all their fighting "Sandra." he mumbled throwing it somewhere.

"You both got a little bit close when I'm not here. Huh?" kissing his red skin as he couldn't resist anymore.

"Mhhhh." Ryan just moaned. Unbuttoning his dress shirt he kissed every inch of exposed skin, not sliding his jacket off yet. Taking a hard nipple into mouth, flicked it with tongue liking every moan he was earning as a reward. Closed his lips on the pink bud, sucking and licking. One hand reaching to his boner and squeezing it through pants.

Ryan helped with Mathew taking off his jacket. He took his time with tie his fingers teasing him with little touches. Reaching to the draw and grabbing the new bottle of lube with one hand "Bed." he said backing him up in the direction of bed. They both walked slowly Mathew taking back steps and Ryan following him while being sucked.

When the bed hit Mathew's back of legs, he fell down taking Ryan with him by his collar. Ryan fell on top, hands on either side not to crush the man beneath. Bouncing a little on the fluffy bed, slowly crawled to head board.

"Si- Sir stop. It's too... much." moaned as his left nipple was given too much attention.

Listening to his Mary, Mathew tried to take other nipple into his mouth. Just as his mouth left Ryan's nipple, a mouth came crashing on his. Soft lips moving in perfect sync with his, that expert of a tongue making his body feel things. He ground his boner into Ryan's. Making him know that it needs attention.

Ryan got the message as he broke the kiss. They both helped each other in getting naked. Seeing Mathew's southern parts naked and up close Ryan took a deep breath. "We're really going to do this." he said to himself.

"Mary" Mathew made Ryan look at him "It's just me. You don't have to have any unnecessary fears. You don't have to think about making me feel good. For now, let's just focus on you, we have plenty of time to do things. Yeah?" pecked his lips "Tonight, it's all about you."

Nodding his head, slowly spread his husband's legs and got between them.

"Do you remember how I used my fingers last time?" again he got a nod as answer. "Then just do that Mary. Make sure to use plenty of lube." he said just above whisper not wanting to ruin the mood by coming off too hard.

Again, just a nod. Ryan's eyes traveled from the hard boner to pink pucker, which is about to be violated. He felt a little bit nervous. Dipping his fingers into lube bottle, he circled the ring with index finger feeling the smooth flesh.

"Don't look at me." he said feeling Mathew's eyes on him.

"Shouldn't I be the one feeling shy? Bearing my everything and all?" spreading his legs a little wider as if to prove a point.

"Sir." Ryan said looking at him.

"Okay. Okay." he showed his palms as if surrendering and put them under the back of his head, resting on them. Watching the ceiling he now noticed it's green colour which brought a smile on his face.

Then his concentration has been stolen to the finger that is trying to penetrate him slowly, with careful movements. 'Come on Mary.' he thought. He just wants to get there as quickly as possible. After he realized what Sandra said was true, it was hell to control himself around Ryan. He always had feelings, now that they've been acknowledged they became intense.

Ryan pushed past the tight ring of muscles and touched everything inside, feeling smooth skin. Taking a bit more of lube he went again, this time spreading it on the walls.

"Another one." he heard Mathew and followed. Remembering what Sir did to him last time, he spread his fingers apart, pushed them in and out.

It felt kinda good to see his fingers disappear into the hole knowing they're giving his Sir pleasure. He went knuckles deep watching out for any inconvenience from the man lying. All he got was encouragement to do more.

After he got his three fingers in and was satisfied that he was prepared enough he pulled out. Before he did anything further, he asked again "Are you sure?"

"Fuck." Mathew's patience snapped "Either you fûck me or I'm gonna do it myself." he squeezed Ryan's hard on. 

"Calm down Sir. Just making sure."

"Don't test my patience Mary." he threatened.

"Okay. Okay." he lined himself to the awaiting hole.

"Lube yourself." Mathew said looking down at the hard raw flesh.

Ryan has a questioning face "I thought you were bottoming?"

Mathew looked at him for a second before face palming hard. The sound even echoed through the room. 
"I meant your dick not your asshole."

"Oh."

"Yeah." he said in the same tone as him "Now get to work." he pointed to his boner with eyes.

Doing as he said Ryan slowly pushed past through the tight ring of muscles. Mathew took a deep breathe and pushed out, giving him easy access to inside. Still it hurt a little. That hard flesh entering him and assaulting his senses. He doesn't know what to concentrate on pain or pleasure.

"Ry" he moaned. Ryan seemed to understand what he wanted. He wrapped a hand around his dïck stimulating it.

Ryan felt like he was being squeezed. He didn't know if he could go all the way. "How much left?" Mathew asked, even while looking down to see.
"Fùck." only a quarter of him was inside and he couldn't wait any longer. "Just do it."

Knowing how him and patience don't get along Ryan distracted him by teasing him. Hands on either side of his head, legs between his, he hovered over and ran his tongue along those swollen lips not touching, just enough to make him want more.

"Kiss me." Mathew said in a tone that makes his students obey him.
Ryan isn't any better either as he slipped his tongue inside his mouth.

Ryan's hot tongue touched his own making him let go everything and moan as he always wanted to, when he was kissed by him. But, he screamed when his spot was hit head on.

"Ry- Ryan." Mathew moaned loudly.

"Is that it? Does it feel good sir?" he sounded as if he was being strangled.

"Yes. Yes. That's it."

Ryan mentally calculated the angle he was maintaining now and was about to find out how much strength he can use.

He slowly pulled back just an inch or two and hit it perfectly, eliciting a moan.

Then he did it again this time pulling back a little more than before and thrusted in again.

As the initial distance between his tip and Mathew's prostrate increased. The volume of his moans increased. If drawn on a graph, it'll be a directly proportional curve.

At some point his dïck slipped out from the tightly gripping hole. 'Oops. Breaking point.' he thought and noted it mentally.

His concentration had been diverted to Mathew laughing. "You don't have to laugh at me Sir." Ryan frowned.

"I'm not laughing at you Mary. Just remembered something."

"What is it?" he asked sliding back in.

Mathew stopped breathing for a second when his pleasure point was hit with such a precision that made him see white spots in his vision.

"Just a few days back.." he started "I thought I never wanted to marry. Now look at me." he started to breathe through his mouth. "Have you" "fûck" "ever thought of" "uh" "of marriage?"

"Nhhh." was the only thing Ryan could say. It felt good. Sliding in and out of those tight walls, this was easy and instinctual. He don't think his Sir have to teach him further. Just a couple more practice sessions and he can be a pro. Feeling confident, he thrusted deeper and faster.

"Uhh... Ryannn." Mathew moaned.

Ryan didn't know what hit him. Came instantly without so much of a warning. Triggering Mathew's release.
If Ryan thought it felt good before, he can't describe how he's feeling right now. Tight walls clenching and unclenching around him, prolonging his orgasm. When he finally came down from the high, he tried to pull out getting a moan of refusal.

"Sir, let me out." Ryan moaned panting heavily.