I Let my Colleagues Gangbang my Wife

In the hush of cherry blossoms falling like whispered vows,

two hearts once bound by childhood summers now stand at the altar of forever.

Veils of silk and promises drift on the wind,

white petals catching light as rings slide home cool gold warmed by trembling fingers.

She turns, eyes soft as dawn, and he meets her gaze,

the world narrowing to the quiet thunder of two breaths syncing into one rhythm.

What was once playground laughter and shared secrets

blooms now into something heavier, sweeter

a shared roof, tangled sheets, small feet running down hallways yet to be built.

Yet beneath the silk and song, shadows stretch long

a single step, a single glance, a single night that could rewrite the vows

before ink has even dried on the certificate.

Marriage is not the end of the story,

but the opening of a book whose pages turn slowly,

each one scented with jasmine and risk,

waiting to see if love will hold

or if it will quietly, beautifully, unfold into something else entirely.

So raise the glass, let the toasts ring clear

to the beginning, to the unknown,

to the fragile, radiant thread that ties two souls

and dares the years to test its strength Let the Gangbang begin.

Art by:Fan

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