A few nights ago, I spent the night at Marcus for the first time. It was also the first time in a week and a half that I have spent the night without Gil. It was a strange feeling trying to fall asleep without him by my side. Eventually, I slipped into what turned out to be the best dream I ever had.


I was running around with white pants on screaming into my cell phone. Timineri was in a black suit, telling me to calm down and trying to help with whatever it is I was trying to get done. My sister was in a beautiful white dress carrying what seemed to be some bags, insisting to help with everything that was going on. I hung up the phone and said "I'm gonna go put on the rest of my clothes!" Everybody was running around like chickens with their heads cut off, but everybody stopped, gasped and starred when I made my way down the stairs in my white tuxedo. I reached the bottom of the stairs where Mom, Sister and Timineri stood. "How do I look guys?" I asked. "You look so handsome," Sister said trying to fight back tears. Falling back into my bridezilla mood, "Alright guys! We got things to do, and places to be soon!" Everybody resumed to panic and continued to run around like their heads were cut off.


Our white limo arrived and we all got in. I couldn't wipe the biggest smile off of my face. My Sister, the maid of honor and Timineri, my best man, were trying to fight back tears. We arrived to the chapel, I got out of the limo, took a deep breathe and thought "This is the beginning of the rest of my life..." Everybody was getting in, while I stood starring at the chapel lost within my thoughts. "You have to be present for your own wedding you know? Come on!" Mom yelled. I hurried in, I wrapped my arms around Mom's and smiled at her. "You look amazing. I'm so happy for you. I love you!" Mom said. "I love you too Mom" I responded. The music started to play and it was our queue. "I can't wait to get a drink after this..." Mom whispered underneath her breathe. I thought: "That's my Mom!" while we started down the isle.


The chapel full of love ones: families, friends, guests... All my thoughts disappeared. I was filled with only hope, happiness, support, life and love. For the first time in a long time, I had no thoughts in my head, no doubts, no more analyzing needed. Love is such a natural and thoughtless thing. Arm in arm with Mom as she gives me away, my eyes locked on my beautiful husband-to-be, my life partner, and my equal; all dressed up in a black tuxedo. My breath was taken away. I arrived at the alter, we were face to face, and then exchanged vows. We were pronounced partnered and then passionately kissed.


We then made our exit and untraditionally, Gil and I took hold of the bouquet and tossed it behind us. Timineri tried everything in his power not to be involved, but the powers-that-be made sure it landed on him. I turned around, winked at Timineri and blew a kiss. Gil and I got into our chariot, lead by a beautiful white horse and took us on a stroll of the town. Gil took my hand and said "It's finally happening...” "I'm glad that it is," I responded. We were then carried into the sunset summer evening.


At the reception we ate, drank, dance and all were merry. After a lot of partying, a lot of eating, a lot photos taken, the newlyweds headed home. Gil carried me through the door and into the bedroom. We stood in our tuxedos, staring at the each other, amazed that all this is happening. We held each other. We kissed each other. We caressed each other. We slowly unzipped each other's pants as we passionately kissed each other. I got on my needs and sucked Gil in his tux. Gil then laid me on the bed, got on his knees and slowly went down on me. We passionately made love to each other in our tuxedos. We slowly stripped each other's tuxedos down to our jock straps. I was wearing a white jock and Gil was wearing a black jock. I got on top of Gil, locked my hands with his, with our wedding bands on our fingers, I passionately made love to my partner in our jocks. After making passionate love, we told each other that we love one another, I held him tight as we fell asleep.


I woke from that wonderful dream at 5AM with the biggest, wettest hardon. I slowly beat off, thinking about my man in a tuxedo and shot the biggest load. What a wonderful dream. I look forward to it on day coming true.