First of all, thanks to so many of you who wrote after the last chapter to say how much you were enjoying the stories. I am humbled! I added readers in New Zealand, Australia, and South Africa with this last chapter, too. Wow! I also received a note this morning from a reader who said he's been reading Nifty stories for years and his note to me today was the first one he's ever written an author! Double wow!
And this chapter is only about Jacob and Kevin. For those of you who are fans of the other people in these stories, you'll have to wait for 17.
Also want to dedicate this chapter to the real Russ and Rick and hope it reminds them of their last beach trip!
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OK. The next is from "Kevin 15". Daniel (Kevin's Dad) made a surprise visit to Jacob's apartment...
"As he started to leave, Daniel turned back towards me with an expression as if he'd just remembered something.
`Oh, I almost forgot. Kevin mentioned you wanted to go somewhere with him over fall break, but you didn't know where to go. Well, we have a timeshare at the beach. But we've been too busy to go this year. So, here's the info on it. Reservation has been made for Thursday and Friday.' He pulled out some papers from his pocket and put them on the end table.
Have a great time', he said. And don't do anything I wouldn't do!' With a last laugh and a leer he was gone.
Well, all of that was very unexpected! But then I thought of Kevin and me naked, swimming in the warm waters of the southern Atlantic Ocean, of me cuddling him, feeling his strong body in my arms, of our cocks dueling... I stripped off my shorts and enjoyed airing my erection. I'd have to take care of this, I thought, before any work was going to get done! LOL."
Fast forward to Thursday morning, early, and our trip to the beach! Yes!
We got up early. I had a good breakfast ready at the apartment for Kevin before we left for the Outer Banks of North Carolina! The way North Carolina is shaped it is actually farther to drive there (due East of Raleigh and Chapel Hill) than to the Southeast coast since the Outer Banks stick so much farther out into the ocean. There's also no Interstate highway once you get far enough East either.
Eventually we stopped in Wilson for an early lunch and enjoyed BBQ (smoked, chopped, long-cooked, pork) from one of the state's best-known places. Yum! Definitely Eastern NC barbecue with the vinegary sauce emblematic of this part of the state! Although it's an acquired taste, it was certainly a taste I had acquired. Grin. Even though I don't think I'd ever met a BBQ I didn't like, this was certainly a fine plate! Yes sir!
With new energy we hit the road again. Finally in the early afternoon we crossed the long bridge to the barrier islands and drove into Manteo, the "capital" of "OB", even though it wasn't actually on the outer bank itself.
We stopped to get a pizza for later (at a "New York" pizza place) and took a right at the ocean! Yes, finally!!!! We drove down the coast to Rodanthe. Finally Kevin pulled into a smaller drive and we saw the small set of condos. Very nice. Upscale. We parked and took our few belongings into the foyer and then went up stairs to our rooms. We dropped our bags on the floor of the main room and literally ran out the door to the balcony and stared at the ocean. It filled the horizon stretching out into the vast distance. The waves were piling up on the beach, foaming onto the shore. They were higher than normal, I had read, due to a late season tropical storm that was churning away far out at sea. We both ached to get into the water and let the waves carry us hither and yon, dancing to the mercy of the elements. I started to strip. I opened my bag to look for my swimsuit. We'd have to be decent for now and wear suits. But I promised myself we wouldn't be tonight! Kevin stopped me.
"Jakey", I have a surprise for you. But first let me get the pizza from the car and put it in the fridge. I won't be long." He grinned his very infectious grin then and almost ran out of the room towards the car. Despite my impatience I waited for him and obeyed. He really was back quickly I had to admit, though.
While he was gone I admired the condo. Tastefully furnished with good quality furniture. This was the kind of place that was built to last and to handle the abuse it must occasionally get. The small kitchen was especially ingenuous. It must have been designed by a shipbuilder, with its space efficiency and slightly smaller than average appliances. However it still was a full kitchen. We'd be able to slip the pizza in the oven later on for maximum crust crunch. And while the bathroom was normal sized, the shower was much larger than normal. Hmm...that gave me ideas for later, too! Grin. There was a tiny second bedroom that must have been Kevin's in the past. However, the large main room was cleverly portioned with a moveable partition so that the sleeping area could have privacy if people were up late in the "living" area, which was near the front door, kitchen, and bathroom.
I realized the bed was facing the balcony doors. I then realized that if the balcony curtains were open at night it would be possible to see the moon and the stars. If the doors were open on a cool night, you could probably hear the crashing of the waves as well. Very romantic! Cleverly designed. I approved!
I had had barely enough time to do the quick tour when Kevin was back, putting the pizza in the fridge. He then went to his suitcase. He opened it and found, quickly, what he was looking for. He took out a shopping bag from one of the nice stores in the big mall in Raleigh. He first pulled out a pair of matching beach towels. However, they way they matched was not obvious at first. Kevin's (and it was immediately obvious whose was whose) was mainly in shades of blues, but with a bit of a non-clashing green thrown in and just enough deep red and gold to gave a bit of "drama" to the towel. Mine both contrasted and complimented, being in the same green and blue, but with the green dominating. I shook my head, wondering at both the money and the skill displayed in picking these out.
Kevin merely smiled a wider smile then. He pulled another bag out from the larger bag. He opened it up and pulled out two small pieces of cloth. They matched the towels perfectly! He threw mine at me and merely said, "Strip"!
Within seconds he was naked before me. I couldn't help but gasp at his beauty, something I never tired of! He put on his tiny piece of cloth, which amazingly covered his "private" parts completely and decently, while being incredibly form fitting and provocative, too! And the fact that he was half hard, didn't hurt either!
He posed for me then, eliciting yet more gasps of admiration from me.
I couldn't help but admire him out loud, saying, "Mr. Williams, you are a work of art, sir!"
He smiled his Cheshire Cat grin then and said, "Return the favor, Mr. McClintock, sir. And now!"
As quickly as I could I finished stripping and managed to put on my piece of cloth, which I was thankful to see, was a bit larger than Kevin's, if not by much!
It was my turn to pose, also with a half-hard cock, and enjoy Kevin's moans of admiration. I then looked at Kevin with a question mark clearly on my face.
He laughed out loud at that point and said, "Dad."
"Dad?" I wondered.
"If you haven't noticed Dad is a clothes horse. He loves his clothes and loves buying clothes for others, too." Right. I nodded my head as I remembered the sweater he had bought for Patrick. "He picked these out especially for us along with the towels. He only asked that we take some pictures of us in them, together."
"Dirty old man", I muttered at that, but smiled when I said that. Kevin pretended not to have heard.
"You like?" he asked.
"You I like", I answered with a leer. We both laughed then but had to admit that we were hot in them. We then took some quick pictures for Daniel, playing with the big mirror and our reflections so that there were multiple hot Kevins and Jacobs together in intimate poses that barely stayed on the proper side of decent. We did have to work a bit, though, not to plump up completely though!
Finally I whined, "Can we go out now, Mr. Williams? Can we go out and play?"
He smiled a big smile then. Yes, Jakey, but bring the sunscreen, too!" And then the big lug used the new towel to swat me on my barely covered ass, laughed, and ran out of the room towards the beach!
I yelled at him, but since I was the older and more responsible person in this partnership, (grin) took enough time to get the sunscreen and lock the door before running right after him!
He had stopped at the edge of the water to see what was keeping me. I kept running. He looked completely surprised and even a bit shocked as I ran up to him, having dropped what I was carrying. Barely slowing, I tackled him with my best tackle and launched us both flying into the water! Thank goodness it was high tide (I knew that actually), so we landed well in deep enough water! We both sputtered to the surface and started to wrestle each other in the water. Advantage Jacob! While Kevin could outrun me and probably had a mean leg scissors, he wasn't going to beat me in a battle of the upper bodies! I soon had him in a front face lock with his head tucked in under my big bicep and his face nestled into my chest. I "ground" the hold some, pushing his beautiful face into my hairy chest. Damn he felt good, with his wet, slippery body under my control. But then it was his turn to surprise me! He bit my nipple! Not enough to draw blood or anything, but enough to make me let go of him in surprise!
"You fuck," I yelled at him!
"Yeah I do", he answered, laughing, changing my noun into a verb. "Oh, P.S. you fuck, too!" And with that he was off, still laughing, running into the deeper water and then soon swimming hard out to sea in a very fast, racing, crawl.
OK, I may have won the last round, but I sure as hell was not going to win this one! I took my time in swimming out farther. I kept my eye on him, just in case, too. It was obvious the "boy" knew how to swim, but the ocean's never a safe place, no matter how good a swimmer someone might be.
We both enjoyed our swim in the warm water. Even though it was late October, the sea was still quite warm.
Eventually I emerged from the water and set up our towels near the edge of the dunes where there was even a bit of shade from a tree on the other side. Kevin rode the waves in then, body surfing expertly. And didn't he look just like a sea god as he strode across the strand, dripping, towards me.
My heart beat quickly and I'm sure I was giving him my quirky grin as he then flashed his handsome smile at me.
"Miss me?" he asked, jokingly.
"Always", I answered, honestly, if a bit sadly, too.
"Stupid question", he then frowned.
"Truthful answer", I said.
"Forgive me?" he asked.
"Love you", I answered.
"Hug me?"
"Hug me?"
While the beach was nearly deserted, it being out of season, and a Thursday, there were still people out and about and up and down. We settled for a hug, especially since the body contact started to make us hard. In these tiny bits of cloth, a bit too obvious, that!
We oiled each other up with sunscreen, being extra careful to oil every inch of each otherÑevery inch that was exposed anyway! We then lay back on our towels for an afternoon nap. With the constant warm breeze, the sounds of the waves and the surf, the early morning wake up, long day of driving, and the recent exertion, we were soon out.
Judging by the angle of the sun, it was about an hour later when we woke up, refreshed. We took each other's hand and strode out into the surf, not speaking, strode past the breaking waves into chest deep water.
We were one with nature. We were one with each other. We held each other loosely, melting into the beauty all around us. We didn't speak. No words were necessary.
We heard the sea birds as they constantly strove for their next meal. We felt the tide go out as its water rushed around us, tickling us with its motion. We saw the sun disappear behind us in the west and felt the air calm itself in the time between day and night.
Neither of us wished to break the spell we had fallen under. Our souls had united completely. We felt the same beauty and felt the wholeness and completeness of the world around us. We loved and knew we loved.
As shadows advanced and the tide continued its inexorable advance out to sea, we finally turned and walked back to shore. We gathered our towels and belongings and walked back to the condos. We showered outside, quickly, washing salt and sand off of us. We dried each other just as quickly and then went upstairs to our room. We peeled off our swimsuits, washed them out in the bathroom sink, and then climbed into the shower together. We washed the rest of the sand and salt off in the warm water. We worshipped each other's body. Eventually we got very hard from the worship and then finally stroked each other and came violently all over each other! After we washed this off, too, we dried each other off one more time. We held hands and then kissed softly. We put on the barest amount of clothes to be decent and walked out on the balcony and saw the last of the autumn twilight. When full dark finally happened, we went back into the main room, leaving the doors open to the sea.
Still silent, we pre-heated the oven, warmed up the pizza, made a salad, and opened the bottle of a Nuit St. Georges that had mysteriously appeared in the fridge.
We ate in silence, loving each other and being with each other. We cleaned up quickly and efficiently and then settled down on the couch, looking out at the ever-moving sea, with fresh glasses of wine.
Finally Kevin broke the silence. "Mr. McClintock, sir, I don't think anyone has ever loved anyone as much as I love you sir."
To which I replied, "the only one who has is I who love you the same way, Mr. Williams, sir."
He blinked at that and finally said, "That was quite Shakespearean of you, Mr. McClintock!"
To which I replied, using the only line that came to mind, "Tis the East and Kevin is the sun!"
He laughed out loud at the thought of being my "Juliet" and my being his "Romeo". However, his smile quickly turned somber.
"Jakey, what are we going to do? I have totally fallen in love with you. Actually it's much more than that. I think you are my "sun". You give me the light to grow and to be. You provide the beauty that makes the world shine from your light. Oh fuck, now who's Shakespearean?" he grimaced.
"Well, he is one of the greatest poets of love in the English language", I said with a bit of a professorial tone.
"You're such a fuck", he said, laughing despite himself.
"Yes I am, as you implied earlier", I replied, flicking a bit of imaginary cigarette ash at him, "And I do aim to please!" thrusting my crotch out obscenely!
He snorted at that and threw a couch pillow at me. I threw it back. The fight was on! We had a great time pillow fighting for several minutes. But then Kevin's mood changed back. He dropped the pillow and looked at the ground.
"Jacob, I'm so afraid at times. I love you so incredibly much. I can't believe you're in my life. You're so smart, mature, sophisticated, tough, and hot as hell. Sometimes I feel so young around you. And how can our love last? The whole world is against us. Guys aren't supposed to love guys the way we do. And you're going back to the Army after graduation, aren't you? You'll have to go back to wherever the Army tells you to, right? And who the hell knows where that'll be with the stupidity of American foreign policy! Iran? Somalia again? Jacob you could be in horrible danger!"
I interrupted him then. "That would be nothing new for me."
Tears did flow as well as anger then. "Jacob, I fucking love you. How am I going to deal with that knowing you could be killed, blown up, assassinated by chance, while I'm still at UNC all alone and then playing soccer in Europe. Yes, Marco's Dad told me I'll get a contract with a minor English team after I graduate, with the possibility of moving up to a major team."
I beamed at him then! "Congratulations, my man! You so richly deserve that. As for how to handle the next few years, all I can tell you is that I'll always love you, wherever I am, in this life and in the next. I love you completely, totally, and forever. No one will ever replace you in my heart."
He looked at me searchingly. "That wasn't a very consoling answer, Jakey." I nodded. "But it was the truth, wasn't it?" I nodded again. "Damn it, Jakey, I fucking wish you could lie to me sometimes, but you can't, can you?" I shook my head no. "And damn it, that's just one more reason why I love you. And now, make love to me. Show me how much you love me so that I can sleep."
I took him into my arms and led him to the big bed near the balcony. We stripped what few clothes we had on quickly. I then worshipped his body one more time today. We both moaned constantly as our need and our pleasure mounted. When I finally sank into him, he responded immediately. Our souls merged yet again. We were one again. We both were fucking and fucked. We were both sides of the ultimate connection. When we came, we both came together. I started to get up to look for towels then.
"Don't clean up", Kevin said. "Tomorrow morning it's your turn, very early and it won't be gentle. I'll be needing you a completely different way then!" I smiled and started to get hard. I do love it when he is rough. Yeah, I know I'm a bit kinky. "And Jakey, you can't imagine sunrise here!" He smiled beatifically again. And my heart leaped. But I had another thought, too.
"Kevin?" I asked. "Can we skinny dip together, naked, for a few minutes. We won't go out far, just enough to be naked in the water."
"Let's go", he said.
We put our shorts back on and made our way back to the beach. We looked around carefully and saw no one. The higher waves and the new moon, as well as a cool breeze, left the beach deserted near us. We grinned at each other and then dropped our shorts and strode into the water holding hands.
We stood that way for a while in chest-deep water and then drew each other together in a clinch and kiss. Our cocks were not hard, but they still dueled together as we held each other tightly in the water.
The feeling of being totally naked, out in the open, in the ocean with my Kevin was overwhelming. Everything felt so right and wonderful. I thanked God then for giving me this moment of extreme happiness.
Too soon, we got cool and left the water. We got "dressed" in our shorts. A quick shower outside again and then a longer and warmer shower upstairs. By mutual consent, we simply enjoyed our showers, each other, and being together. Tomorrow would be another long day, starting very early.
We held each other closely then as we fell asleep, naked as always, together...
I awoke to an invasion of my body in the pre-dawn darkness! I already had a hard cock I soon realized, too. Oh yeah! I relaxed and reveled in Kevin's hard body making my ass feel so very, very good. We had left the balcony door ajar last night and turned off the AC. It was humid, damp, and cool in the room so Kevin had already worked up a sweat as he plowed me deeply, holding me on my side as he entered me from the back. He was already tweaking my nipples and jacking my cock as he worked me over mercilessly and thoroughly. And I loved every second! And yeah, I do like it rough, safe and sane, too, but...
He finally hit my button enough that I started to cum in his hands! He soon followed, coming out of me and jacking off on my back. Yum. Cumfeast for breakfast followed!
We quickly pulled on our swimsuits, which were mostly dry, and ran out to the beach to see the sun rise over the ocean.
As promised, it was a spectacular sight! From a sliver of orange and red light into a larger slice that became more yellow as it turned into a fiery ball, finally, and started to rise in the sky! We were in the water savoring this glory of nature, which also reminded us of the passage of time. Finally my stomach rumbled, followed by Kevin's. "Reality intrudes", he said then. I laughed. After two more showers, we finally put on clothes and drove out to a diner for breakfast. Real bacon, eggs, toast, butter, and decent coffee were totally appreciated. Nothing fancy, but well prepared.
After breakfast we drove to see some of the sights. We stopped at the Wright Brothers Memorial and marveled at the courage of the Wrights and studied the site of the first powered flight. We walked up the very big dune there and enjoyed the panorama of sound and sea that the top of the dune afforded. We also had a good time watching the hang gliders as they launched themselves off the dunes, hoping for a breeze to lift them up into the sky over the ocean.
We looked at each other then and half challenged each other with our eyes to go hang gliding. But then we both backed down and realized we'd rather just spend time with each other. Another time. We got some burgers then for lunch and raced back to the condo after eating. The beach was singing its siren song once again.
Getting into wet suits was no fun, but we were soon back in the water where it didn't matter. We had brought other swimsuits, but we knew we wouldn't wear them. We body surfed for a while and Kevin gave me tips on how to do it better. I was a bit amused to have him as my teacher, but had to admit he was a good teacher and I did improve. After we got tired of that we went into the deep water to swim for real and swam up and down the coast for nearly an hour. We finally body surfed our way in and went back to "our spot" for another afternoon nap.
Finally we woke up, feeling sandy, salty, and sort of dried out and parched. After showers, we had ice tea (how Southern of us) on the balcony and gazed out to sea. I decided I could never get tired of living like this, living here, and being with my man. But time to eat again.
Daniel had one last surprise for us. He had made reservations for us at the best restaurant in the area and had prepaid our bill.
We got dressed, finally, in the only nice clothes we had brought with us and drove to dinner.
We were treated like special guests. We both splurged on appetizers before having different fancy seafood main dishes (what, no fried "Calabash" seafood on this menu?). And I had oysters in both dishes to the surprise of Kevin, a sampling of oysters on the half shell for the appetizer and a variation on oysters Rockefeller with a kind of cheese gratin on the side and a wonderful vegetable medley. "You like oysters that much, Jacob?" he asked.
"I could eat oysters every day until I died, I think", I answered. "And I know this might be fictive, but I think I could use their power tonight!"
He sputtered at that and chortled but said, "I have no evidence you need help with anything like that!"
Well, that made me laugh!
We had salads, a cheese platter, and a light flan afterwards. We were careful with the alcohol, but enjoyed a wonderful sauvignon blanc from Marlborough in New Zealand with our seafood. We did have espressos before we left.
Just a few hours left before we had to sleep and then return to campus. We were pushing it to get up early and leave by 6 AM to get back to campus before 11. Kevin was going to have to get on a bus (a bus!) for Boston then to make it to a match at Boston College early afternoon Sunday. And then he'd have to take the brutal ride back for classes on Monday. I mean I know money and television markets matter more than anything in major American University sports, but adding Boston College to the Atlantic Coast Conference which already includes Miami, Florida? The conference now covers the entire East Coast of the U.S.! And now they're adding Syracuse in upstate New York and Pittsburgh at the far end of Pennsylvania? Damn, they could spring for plane flights then. Sorry to bitch. I mean, I know they'll have a hard time paying for much of the marching band to go to faraway places in a plane. But at least pay for the athletes to travel appropriately, even the "minor sports".
But Kevin already knew how I felt about that. And now we only have a couple of hours left to us at the end of the most wonderful two days of my life.
When we got back into the condo, I decided what I wanted.
"Kevin?" I asked. "Can we skinny dip again and then could we repeat this morning?"
He smiled and said, "But all the oysters you had?"
I replied, "I'll transfer their power to you. But if you don't make me cum while fucking me, they'll turn on you!"
"Challenge heard and accepted, Mr. McClintock!" he beamed at me. Right choice. We were already getting depressed and a bit maudlin at having to leave each other too soon. I had a fleeting thought and wondered if we'd ever get tired of each other if we could actually live together full time or if we'd just get complacent? I decided complacency sounded very good, if it involved Kevin.
The weather was cooler tonight as we were naked in the water. We stayed out longer though. Real fall was finally approaching. I hoped the rain would finally come, too, and put an end to the drought central North Carolina was experiencing. As we rubbed our bristly faces together I did have a sudden thought of Kevin's soccer coach who had made Kevin shave off his beard before it was even two weeks old, when we both started growing beards on my request several weeks ago. I had followed suit then and shaved. Yeah, Kevin's coach needed someone to bring him into the 21st century. I wondered who that would be.
After two showers, for the last time, we were in the warm condo, still steamy from the shower. Again no AC. Kevin had prepped me in the shower. We sank into the sheets, still slightly wet, and made love. And yes, he was in me again. And yes, it didn't matter anymore who was in whom. We were so in tune with each other that we felt everything and every part of each other. When he made me cum, I made him cum.
Once satisfied in every way, I opened the balcony doors to the cool night, the sounds of the waves and surf, and told Kevin to hold me and love me all night long.
He did.
After a brutal early morning awakening, we packed up, staggered to the car, stopped at a fast food place for what they called "coffee" and sausage biscuits and drove back west.
We made it back in time to Chapel Hill.
We tried not to shed tears after having to leave paradise and each other.
We sort of managed.
After Kevin dropped me off I wandered around my small, empty, apartment in Carrboro, trying so hard not to be depressed at the contrast with the last two days.
I finally decided to reconnect with the outside world, hoping that would help with my depression. Neither Kevin nor I had taken a computer with us on our trip. We had both turned our cell phones off the entire time as well. We had figured the outside world could go to hell while we were gone.
Well, apparently it did! When I turned on my computer and IM and my cell, I had "high priority" IMs, texts, emails, and voice mails from Daniel, Patrick, Mike, Jorge, and to my shock, Marco!
And damn, who died and made me God?!? I thought about calling and warning Kevin, but figured, by now, he was in the middle of all of this.
I turned all of the electronics off then. I slept for a couple of hours. I woke up then, "girded my loins", and prepared to deal with it all. I then listened to all of the messages...
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