College in the Desert-Chapter XIV Vacation Continues AUTHOR: Barry Mattison
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INTRODUCTION:
This is a fictional story about how two young guys met at college, started a friendship that quickly became a long term relationship, and endured all the good times and the bad times of that relationship over the coming years. The characters in "College in the Desert" are all fictional and any semblance to real persons--living or deceased--is purely coincidental.
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Justin and Doug are finally on vacation and have arrived at the first stop on the trip to their final stop, a week at a Bed & Breakfast on the California seashore. They're spending the night at a B&B a little over halfway to their destination...a surprisingly nice, gay place that's well decorated with an exotic island theme, pool and jacuzzi complete with a cute couple named Jake and Tom.
The boys spent some time – naked – in the jacuzzi with them talking about relationships, living together and some of the realities that come up. They all seemed to enjoy each others company and spent quite a while talking. Afterwards they split up and headed to their own rooms.
Jake and Tom were headed up the coast the next day to Monterey Bay, celebrating their fifth anniversary, and Justin and Doug wanted to get on the road and get to their destination on the beach to begin enjoying their days in the sun, and the bed, and the bushes, and the...
Later that night, comfortably wrapped in each others arms, Justin asked me about my family life growing up. We had wanted to get to know each other much better this week and he was wasting no time. So I talked for some time about my growing up back east, my family and how I was the only gay one, which did cause some problems between my parents and I.
"I eventually left to get away from the rednecks and the oppression of feeling like I couldn't be me. I hoped that somewhere else in the country I could find whatever I was looking for. So I packed only one carry on, some music, some money, a few clothes, and landed in Las Vegas. That's where I met Jeff through his lover, Joe."
Justin rolled over onto his back, looking at the ceiling for a few minutes contemplating all I had told him about my family and growing up. I'd had left out some things, like jobs and things I'd done for my father, but that could be saved for later. Both of us were tired and needed sleep to get on the road in the morning. But...Justin still wanted to know a few more things...and I would never hold back anything on him.
"So when you came to Las Vegas, you were still a virgin?"
"Yeah, I think I told you about all this, and about the guy that raped me and all that."
"Oh yeah, you did. So I'm like, let's see...the third relationship you've ever had?"
"I'd say more like the first real one, but the second relationship. You're the first person that I've ever loved this much and felt so strongly about. I guess the other one was an experience in the way not to be treated and not to treat someone else. I learned a lot and won't make the same mistakes. I'm not perfect by any means, and I'm sure that there will be days that we'll be mad at each other, but we promised to settle any differences between us before the sun sets that day and I believe that's the key to keeping any relationship alive. Letting bad things fester day after day only makes them worse. Once they reach a certain point it almost becomes impossible to reconcile the relationship. That's what I see happening with gay, straight marriages, relationships, whatever it may be. I don't ever want that to happen to us and I don't ever want to lose you."
Justin lowered his gaze from the ceiling back to me and began gently stroking my cheek. Just his touch could lower my heartbeat and my breathing to a minimum with the outpouring of love I could feel coming from his body. I rolled over tight to him and wrapped my arm around his chest as he pulled me tight to him; he kissed my forehead as I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of us and our happy future.
The next thing I knew it was almost time to get up. The rays of the early morning sunlight were creeping through the nearby forest and peeking into our open window. It was nice and cool out and I could picture the fog working its way through the forest and out into the parking lot. Justin was spooning me nice and tight to stay warm as the cool morning mist drifted through the open windows. I was just thinking that I wished I could wake up this way every morning when Justin woke up, lifting his head up over my shoulder to see the rays of the morning sun coming through the window.
"Good morning honey," I mumbled as I lifted his hand from my chest and kissed it.
He responded by tightening his grip on my chest and snuggling even closer, and then stretching his body to it's full length, he arch his back, almost impaling me on his morning woodie. It felt hot and I wanted more, and with one quick move backwards he was in all the way. I don't know if that's what he was expecting, but that's what he got. I definitely took advantage of the situation by starting a slow, rhythmic in and out on his rock hard cock; in a second he joined in and we began to fuck in sync with him taking the lead. I couldn't see him as he rolled me onto my stomach, pistoning his cock deep into my ass, then pulling out until the pink, pointed head of his circumcised penis was poised at the entrance of my hole. I lifted my butt up to accommodate his steely cock better as he came closer and closer to the edge. I could feel his heavy balls tighten up as he let loose with a load of semen deep within my bowels and I sprayed my cum all over the sheets. As our mutual orgasms slowed down Juss rolled off and lay beside me in a sweat; I lifted myself up onto his chest and looked him in the face.
The morning rays of the sun highlighted my face as I commented,"Wouldn't that be such a nice way to wake up every morning babe?"
"It would make me the happiest person in the world, or one of them anyway." He raised his hands and grabbed my butt cheeks and squeezed.
"I hope they're used to sticky sheets," I said, "with all the cum I sprayed all over. Maybe I should rinse the sheets off in the shower; that would be sort'a rude to leave them like that. At least I can leave the sign out and have them changed since they only changed them when asked and I'll take off the dirty ones.
After taking a nice, long shower, we packed up, grabbed the complimentary breakfast and headed out on the road, hoping we might get to our final destination early and enjoy some beach sun. The morning sun was up and shining now – it was a beautiful day for driving. We stopped at the end on the driveway, looked at each other with a smile, turned on the navigator and headed north into another day of no expectations other than getting to our destination.
I drove the first leg as the rays of the sun broke out on the rocks of the coast below us. We'd driven through some sunshine in the higher places, some fog down low, and now as the fog was just beginning to lift, we could see, hear, and best of all, smell the sea. At the first place that the ocean met the land and we felt it was safe to get off the road, we did. We jumped out, locked up and went running down to the rocky beach. We ran up and down the beach head as the waves came in and out, trying not to get our feet wet. After getting our socks and sneakers soaked and full of sand we pulled them off and left them in the grass as we walked up the beach holding hands. The sun was at our backs now and we could almost watch it rise as our shadows became shorter and shorter.
"I love you babe." Juss said as he kissed me.
"I love you too. I'm so happy with being you; everyday seems to get better and better, but right now, right here in this place it is so beautiful. Look at how wonderful everything is, and here we are, right in the middle of it together. I sound like some kind of poet or something, but I can't help it. Between you and where we are just takes my breath away."
"That's one of the nicest things you've ever said to me. You should be a writer, but in the meantime, that gets you another kiss."
If there had been a photographer there to take our picture, the two of us standing out on the rocks, tight together in a kiss, the white spray of the crashing ocean waves splashing up and leaving drops on our shorts as the sun rose, highlighting the whole picture, it would look just like the one hanging over our fireplace; just like the one I was to paint several years later with the scene forever etched in my mind of my lover and me by the sea.
We slowly walked back to pick up our sneakers and then back to the car. Juss put on his boat shoes and took over the driving after letting the top down. We held hands as we drove along the coast, stopping occasionally to take some pictures. The coast highway rose up and down, close to the shore, then sometimes we couldn't even see the ocean, but we could always smell the combination of evergreen trees and salt water. A freshness that is hard to forget once it has enveloped you and become a part of your soul. As we drew closer to our destination around one o'clock we decided to stop one more time at one of those "Kodak Moments" stops and take a few pictures. There were a few other people there for the same thing, so we all traded cameras for pictures, ending up with a few good pictures on our camera of Juss and I standing arms on each others shoulders, overlooking the blue-green ocean from high above. One picture even showed me reaching out and kissing Juss on the left cheek. It was perfect and the young couple people were even giggling afterwards between themselves. Good thing I spoke enough Japanese to ask them to take our picture in exchange for taking theirs – and enough to under their comments after they took ours.
We hopped over the doors, into the seats of the car and finished the last part of our trip, anxious to see our home for the next week. As we neared our B&B the road sloped down to a long expanse of beach interspersed with some rocks. We turned in as the navigator said, "You have arrived at your destination."
After a quick stretch I walked into the registration desk to sign in. There was nobody at the desk so I tapped on the bell as instructed. While I was waiting Juss joined me. The small waiting room was well decorated, similar to the previous place we had stayed in, but much more comfortable...it had more of a real "seashore" feel than the other place did.
When we turned around a very handsome young guy just about our age offered to take our information. We told him we had reservations for the week and I gave him Justin's name. No problem. We filled out the paper asking for our car info, our names and address, etc. After completing the paper we left a credit card for any miscellaneous charges, then Teddy officially introduced himself to us as the son of the owners, who were in town for groceries and taking the day off. Teddy said he help them manage the place when they were gone and had grown up here in the area.
Justin had supposedly picked this place as a gay-friendly B&B, so I asked if it was. Teddy laid a big smile on us and said, "you betcha'," in fact this week there is a gay pride event up in Santa Cruz so they expected to be full towards the end of the week. Until then we pretty much had the place to ourselves except for two other couples about our age, maybe a little older. Justin told Teddy we had just gotten engaged and we showed him our rings. He looked at them very carefully and then proclaimed them "perfect" for the two of us. We instantly liked him.
"If you want to grab your stuff I'll show you to your bungalow. It's towards the rear with some privacy, but near the pool and jacuzzi."
We looked at each other. "Of course," we said at the same time. Teddy looked at us a little puzzled, but with a shrug of his shoulders, continued to lead us past the jacuzzi-pool in the center area of the complex towards our bungalow at the rear. This time our room was much more private, relaxing, and larger. There was a comfortable king bed facing the rear woods with a side room containing a couch, large, comfy side chair and writing table, large screen HD TV, and all the other stuff you might expect whilst on vacation, but probably won't use.
"I gave you one of our nicest rooms. I like having guys my age around to talk to once in a while. My boyfriend is coming over later this evening for a jacuzzi if you happen to be around you can meet him, and by the way, you guys can just call me Ted."
"We don't have any plans yet, but we hope to get to meet him," Justin replied. "You seem like a nice guy and we're sure he is too. What's his name?"
"Jeff. He's pretty cool and we like each other a lot. Maybe you can talk to us about what's it's like to be engaged. Neither of us has ever been away from here. We grew up here and went to school together. But I won't bother you guys with all that now and let you get settled in. Welcome to Seaside Bed & Breakfast. By the way, as you can see, the pool area is secluded and clothing is optional; you'll find most people take advantage of that rule. I'm a little too self-conscious still to do that but my dads do. You'll meet them later at dinner. Instructions are on the bed for all that stuff. Sorry I talked so long...any questions?"
"No, I don't think so right now. If we have any we'll call you. Thanks Ted."
"Boy, the kid likes to talk...cute though," Justin said. "Let's get the rest of our things and we can catch some rays on the beach. I don't think that area's clothing optional though."
"Aw shucks, can we anyway? I'm just getting used to the thought. Seems like everywhere we go it's the common theme."
"We can get plenty naked later tonight and play around in bed. Brought some toys to try out, as if we needed them sexy."
"Well then, let's get going, get settled in and hit the beach. Oh, I better check out this rule thing too."
The card was just the basic check out times...it talked about the breakfast and family style dinner that was included in the room charge. If we were to join in for dinner we needed to fill out a card at the front desk with our requests from a special list. Dinner was casual, meaning shirt, shorts and sandals, snacks were available, etc, etc. We had the navigator for directions to the local stores and up to Santa Cruz, where we planned to spend at least one day enjoying the rides and beach.
After settling in we changed into our bikini swim wear, guaranteed to turn heads on our young, muscular bodies, and headed across the rough, rock strewn road and across the rocky shore line until we reached the sandy beach. We found a nice, clean section out of sight of the road and spread our towels, side by side, on the warm sand.
Justin brought out some suntan lotion, "would you put some of this on me hon?"
"Sure, lay down on the towel, face up or down, your pleasure."
Juss laid down face down, arms out and legs spread a little. Feeling a little childish I squeezed some lotion directly onto the middle of his narrow back, causing him to push off the towel six or seven inches when the cold lotion hit his skin.
"Sorry dear," I said, knowing just how it would feel.
"I bet you are you little stinker. Remember, I don't get mad, I get even."
I began to rub the lotion into his back and shoulders, working the lotion out his arms, back to the neck area and ending up where I started. This time I warmed up the lotion in my hands before starting where I left off, circling each hand slowly, around and around, closer and closer to the top of his suit until one one swipe around and I heard a moan escaped his lips; my fingers had intentionally slid under the edge of his suit and grazed the top of his perky mounds. A few more rounds of that and his mounds were slightly higher in the air as I finished putting lotion on his legs and feet.
"Okay babe, time to roll over, stiffie and all," I whispered into his ear. I "handily" helped him roll over onto his back, his fully engorged cock laying on it's side now in the tiny suit was straining at the flimsy fabric to get out. I enjoyed taunting him the entire time I was spreading suntan lotion on the remaining parts of him where the sun might shine.
Well needless to say, paybacks are a bitch, but fun...and we are on vacation. The only problem we had is that the water was too cold to swim in. We decided then and there that our next vacation is in Bermuda or someplace with warm water. But cold water meant more time being close together, and that more than made up for the shortcomings of the swimming. Besides, there was the hot jacuzzi, heated pool, and a few adventures to be had there.
But back on the beach, we were enjoying the warmth of the sun and the sound of the waves on the beach...a big change from the fast paced life of school and home. We already had decent tans from laying about at home, but decided that the sun on the beach was more intense and went back to the bungalow for lunch around two o'clock, feeling pretty good. About three o'clock we were both still burning from being in the sun and wind. Apparently the brochures forgot to mention the wind, also quite prevalent on the beach. We thought it felt nice, catching some rays while the sea breeze kept us nice and cool...WRONG! The wind just drives the sun right into the skin no matter what sort of tan you already have – and we had pretty good tans already – and keeps burning for hours after you come in out of the sun. We knew that from living in the desert, but the beach was a whole new thing and we would pay for this for a few days. Oh well, what are vacations for?
"Juss, how's your back? You want some more Aloe lotion on it?"
"That would feel good dear. It's not too bad, but my stomach and the front of my legs are burnt a little."
"Yeah, I got it on my back and legs. Good thing we didn't decide to go to a nude beach."
Both of us started laughing at the thought of what the outcome of that might have been, and then shuddered when we realized what such an outcome REALLY could have done if we'd got to playing around!
"Well, there goes the jacuzzi tonight," I said. "The pool might feel okay if it's not heated too hot, and showers are okay."
Justin piped in, "I didn't really feel like sitting in the jacuzzi anyway, but the pool might feel good in a little bit to cool down. Maybe the office has something to put on these burns. They're probably used to the tourists doing this. I'll go check and be right back."
I look at him standing there, a perfectly formed god dressed in almost nothing, sexy as hell, and a basket to die for.
"You're going to the office like that?"
"Like what?"
"A piece of irresistible, hot, sexy meat for everybody to ogle and drool at."
"Jealous?"
"You bet I am. I'm coming with you so they can drool over me too. Let's go"
So off we traipsed to the office, looking like a couple of slightly burned lobsters with almost no clothes on and cocks that could be seen outlined inside the thin fabric.
Ted was at the pool area when we walked by, so we walked over his way to ask him about something to put on the burns. It was pretty obvious by the direction of his stare where his thoughts were.
"Hey guys, what's up? Doug, it looks like you guys got introduced to our beach burns."
"As you can see, we got a little burned laying out in your sun today. We're not used to the ocean breezes here. They seem to magnify the sun a little. Do you have anything to put on the burns? We've got tans underneath fortunately, but didn't expect to get burns on top of tans."
"Most of that is wind burn, but it hurts just the same and might peel just the same. Follow me over to my room. I've got some gooey stuff you can put on it and it'll take the sting out and fix up the redness. By the way, nice outfits. Been shopping? I see you're carrying full packages."
"Smart ass aren't 'ya," Justin said.
"Merely observant. My boyfriend is the one with the roving hands, just in case you happen to run into him this week; in fact, he'll be here shortly to go swimming and have dinner. He'll be the one dressed like you guys...well, actually, we'll both be dressed like you guys, but he'll have the pink suit on. He likes pink. Drives me nuts, but I love him. Here, put this stuff on just the wind burned areas...don't rub it in too much or it'll burn more. By morning the burns should be pretty much gone. You guys might hit the pool after dinner for a while to get wet and cool off before putting this stuff on. I can have some dinner sent 'round to your bungalow in a while. Try to leave the stuff on tonight. I'll tell the maids what's up so they won't be surprised in the morning by the blue sheets."
"Thanks Ted. What was your boyfriends name again with the roving hands if we see him later?"
"Jeff, want me to write it down?"
"Duh...we're on vacation Ted," Justin said as we turned to leave, "and by the way, we like the package your father's picked out for you to have too."
Juss winked at Ted and we left.
It was all I could do not to laugh while we were in sight of Ted. Once we got back to the bungalow and closed the door, burns or not, we both crashed on the bed laughing so hard we couldn't stop, and when we did, we started again. We decided Ted was a pretty cool guy, and while we hadn't speak for Frank yet, we both knew we'd found a new friend.
It also brought up something else – besides two big, straining cocks, stuck once again in the confines of the skimpy cloth of bikini swim wear – that this may be the first time that our promise to be monogamous may be challenged. It wasn't planned, but it has happened and I wasn't sure how either of us would handle "the challenge."
I decided not to bring up the subject with Justin and just let this flow, but it seemed like Justin was hitting up on Ted a little bit...or was I just imagining something?
So our first day was rather odd so far, and it was still late afternoon. We decided to pull on some short shorts, bypass the shirt thing and go order some sandwiches for dinner to pick up later. We had missed lunch and needed to find something to tide us over until then as well. Ted was there and introduced us to his "fathers", Walt and Pete. We all shook hands and introduced ourselves.
"Looks like you boys over stayed your welcome on our beach today. Good thing you had a tan before. I've seen 'em so bad they had to be taken to the emergency room. The sun and wind sneaks upon you. Did Ted give you our famous Blue Goo?," Pete said, still holding my hand.
"That he did. He's been most helpful. We really love your place and are looking forward to the rest of our vacation here."
"We're here to make your stay enjoyable so if there's anything you need please ask any of us. Ted here knows the area well and runs the show when we're not around so someone can always get what you need," Pete said as he handed us a map of the area and some information about Santa Cruz.
"Thanks for your assistance and hospitality. It was a pleasure meeting both of you. Maybe during the week we'll get a chance to meet at the pool and have a chat."
"That would be a pleasure," Walt chimed in as they left out a back door for their house in the rear.
"So what do you think of my dads?" Jim asked. "Pretty cool dudes huh."
Justin jumped in – "You're very lucky to have two great dads. Maybe we'll adopt someday and give someone the chance to grow up in a family environment like you have had. How old were you when you were adopted if you don't mind my asking?"
"I was just a baby. They're the only parents I've ever known. We've had our ups and downs just like anyone else, but they've been cool and I think it was easier on them that I turned out to be gay. I love them very much."
"It shows. Do you think them being gay as you grew up had any influence on whether you were gay?"
"Not at all. I knew I was gay when I was very young because of them. I didn't have all the hangups to keep me in the closet like the rest of the jerks in my class and I also knew what the difference was. I knew what I wanted when I was in grade school, but my dads helped me to grow into my 'gayness' so that I wouldn't get beat up every day. But I did have some tough times until they came to school one day in junior high and had a meeting with the principal. I still don't know what the meeting was about, but I was never bothered much after that, except by the closet queens that wanted their dick's sucked in the locker room after school, or the football team quarterback who had a secret lover through high school that nobody knows about but he and I."
"Maybe later we can hear a little more about how you grew up with two gay dads. Say, we sort of missed lunch and I know it's not included, but do you think we could buy a couple of sandwiches, we're starved."
"No problem. That's what we're here for. Let's go in the kitchen and I'll make you something."
"Thanks a lot. We appreciate it. We're going to stick around tonight, have some dinner later, maybe check out the pool, put that Blue Goo on and then get some sleep."
"Yeah, that's probably a pretty good idea with those burns of yours to hang loose until tomorrow and take it easy. I'm probably hang out after Jeff gets here, unless he has something better to do. He pulls that on me sometimes and leaves me here alone. Pisses me off."
"Bummer dude, that's not right if he's your boyfriend. He should at least be here with you or pick you up."
"He does most of the time, but sometimes he gets to drinking and forgets all about me. I don't drink. He doesn't understand when he sobers up and we talk about it how much it hurts me when he does that because he just does it again. Many times I've cried myself to sleep because I love him so much. But that's not your problem... here's your sandwiches."
"Thanks Ted, these look great. We're sorry about how your boyfriend is treating you. You deserve better," I said.
"Thanks guys. I appreciate your support. Maybe if he doesn't show up tonight or at least some night while you're here I'll show you around the night life up in town."
"Thanks for the offer, that sounds like fun. We'll take you up on that offer. I guess we might as well fill out our dinner cards while we're here."
"They're over there on the dinner table in the basket. Just put your room number and whether you'll be eating in the main house or your room on the card...and of course your meal selections. The leave them on the table and I'll pick them up later. Dinner is around seven."
"Okay Ted, thanks again. Hope we don't see you later...meaning we hope he picks you up."
"Okay...talk to 'ya later guys."
We filled out the cards, left them on the table and headed back to the bungalow to finish our sandwiches. After that we laid down for a while and caught a few zzzz's. The heat from the burns and the sun had tired us out more than we thought it would. About six o'clock we decided to try a swim in the pool and see if it would hurt too much. To our surprise it felt real cool, so we stayed in the pool until Ted came walking by with some dishes.
"I've got your dinner here boys. You want to eat here or in your room?"
"We'll be eating in the room. It's getting a little cold out here now. Follow us if you want to."
"Great. This is my last delivery and then I'm done for a while. Mind if I eat with you guys?"
"Not at all," Juss commented. "We can take our dinner and you can go get yours. Here, hand that to me...thanks...see you in a few minutes."
I looked at Juss, a little surprised at how quick he had invited him back to our bungalow, but after I thought about it, it didn't really surprise me after all, knowing how nice Juss was.
Dinner was most enjoyable, the food delicious, and the company...surprising. Jeff, Ted's boyfriend was a no-show so far – something that didn't surprise Ted tonight – so we spent the evening talking with Ted about his experience growing up in a 'gay' family. Ted had a delightful personality, was very attractive – even handsome in his own right – and very articulate. We were all sitting around on the large king bed; our burns still hurt a little bit, but the pool had helped quite a bit. It was around nine thirty and Juss and I were tired. I was thinking that we should put that stuff on and get to bed...but...
Ted offered first, "would you guys like to have me put the Blue Goo on your backs and legs before I take off?"
I looked at Justin, thinking it wouldn't be necessary, that we could do it together, but Juss said, "that would be helpful."
Ted said, "which side of who is the worst?"
"The backside for me," I said.
"The front on me," Juss said, to my surprise.
"Okay, assume the positions. This stuff gets all over the place, so once I put it on you shouldn't move for about a half-hour. That gives it time to sink in and do it's job."
"Okay," we both said at the same time.
Ted scooped out a big finger full of goop and let it drip off his hand onto my back, just like when I dropped the lotion onto Justin's back on the beach. It was cold, but expected, yet still brought about the same reaction. After settling back on the bed Ted began to lightly rub the goo just on the areas where the hot spots were. True to his advice, he only did it lightly without rubbing it in, leaving a thick layer on the skin. Slowly he worked his way up my back, then down to my waistline, just touching the skin underneath my shorts with his fingertips, leaving me with a slight bulge in my crotch area and I'm sure, by the feeling, a little wet area. Finishing off my legs with a little foray into the darkness of the edges of my shorts, he finished, then adjusted a fan he'd brought over until it was blowing a cool breeze over my whole body and onto Justin's.
Next it was Justin's turn as Ted walked around the bed. Sitting beside my hubby, he once again dropped a glob onto Justin's taut stomach and began to rub it onto the hot spots and ridges of his muscles. I may have been mistaken, but it looked like he was having more trouble finding those hot spots on Justin than he did on me. He was working on his arms by the time Juss – and I – finally settled down. Moving down to his legs caused me to watch with extra attention. Once again out came the glob of Blue Goo, only this time he took what seemed like a little longer, putting more effort into covering each area. Maybe it was just my imagination, maybe I was getting jealous – naw – it must be that Justin had more burn than I did. I turned away for a few minutes and closed my eyes.
I awoke what seemed like hours later, when in reality it was only minutes to see that Ted was still applying the Blue Goo to Justin's knees. I could also see that his whole legs were covered already with the stuff and he had a fully engorged boner lying on its side in his tented shorts. I swore that I could see the tip of Justin's cock sticking out the top of his shorts and Justin was slowly RUBBING THE TIP OF HIS PECKER! Justin appeared to be asleep, acting out of a natural reaction to the stimulation. I had done the same thing to him many times without his knowledge. But what was starting to bother me and make me question the whole scene playing out in front of me was as I watched as Ted's hands were slowly creeping closer up and underneath the bottom edge of Justin's shorts, obviously headed for Justin's cock. And Justin wasn't stopping him!
I was starting to freak out, get jealous, be upset, and quietly start crying into my pillow. All the thoughts of infidelity, us breaking up, everything negative were starting to flood my mind and I couldn't stop getting more and more depressed. I didn't have the nerve to look back to see what was going on for fear I was right.
Well! Seems as though a problem has developed on vacation the second night out and it might threaten what seemed to be a solid relationship. Now what! Stand by for the next chapter.
Thanks for your patience and support as always. Barry