Have you donated to nifty? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- After our morning swim and breakfast Kent decided we should wear our wrestling singlets. We sat outside discussing flats, did we want to flat with others or on our own? Would we make enough money to have a flat on our own. Who would cook and clean? That really got us both going and we started arguing, neither of us wanting to be "the woman" and decided to settle it with a wrestle. After a few quick grapples we finally engaged furiously our muscles straining and grunts filling the air.
I finally had the upper hand when Kent rammed his finger into my pucker causing me to leap in surprise and he seized the moment to toss me off and re-group. With that the wrestling got dirtier and we ended up boner mashed against boner grinding away furiously. Kent was on top of me and I relaxed enjoying his thrusting, the thin lycra wrestling singlets catching and sliding. Kent started leaning in to kiss me and I seized the advantage to flip him off and I leapt on his back, my hard cock pushed firmly into his buns. Kent dropped to his hands and knees and thrusted rhythmically back against me. I gently bit his neck and growled making him laugh.
"Alright! I'll be your bitch some of the time, so long as you'll be my bitch some of the time." We collapsed in a fit of giggles and drew together, boner to boner, lip to lip. Kent's thrusts against me became more insistent, his hands grasped my buns pulling me into him. My cock swelled and ground against him as my fingers explored his crack. Kent arched his hips back driving my fingers deeper and then he ground back down onto my shaft, lycra sliding over lycra caressing our shafts and pulling tight on our balls. We humped and kissed furiously and my balls began to tighten and my cum was about to fly when Kent grunted and slammed against me as his cum jetted through his singlet to mix with mine as I did the same.
Satisfied Kent slumped back, I sat up and bent over him licking up our cum and tonguing up and down his hard cock and balls. "Let's go for a swim like this." We both got to our feet and ran down into the waves. As we stood from body surfing in Kent burst out laughing, I looked down and realised that my white wrestling singlet was now see through so I turned and ran back out into the breakers.
"You do look good," Kent said, "those blue strips down your sides really frame your back and bum beautifully." He wrapped his arms around me from behind and ground up and down my butt, I could feel his cock hardening and mine mirrored his. When we had swum enough the beach was fortunately clear and I dashed up to our tent with Kent running behind me laughing all the way. After lunch we decided to shower and make ourselves look presentable before going and finding the factory that Chris's Dad owned. His receptionist called him out when we arrived and he seemed really pleased to see us.
He took us for a tour of the factory before taking us back into his office. This time he got serious, asking us questions about what subjects we had done, what our grades had been, he described some of the jobs we could be required to do and asked us questions about that. Finally he took us back out to the factory and told each of us to work alongside one of his employees for the next hour. It was more than an hour later when he reappeared, "I've phoned home and you're expected for dinner again, see you at 6.30," and with that he turned and walked off.
We found our way out of the factory and headed back to the campground. School was already out and we could see Chris out among the waves paddling back and forth. We quickly changed into our speedos and raced down to join him. He carried on with his training for a while before coming over to us. We filled him in on our afternoon, his grin and enthusiasm growing with each word. As we headed up to our tent to grab clothes for dinner Chris spotted our wrestling singlets hanging on the guy ropes to dry from our mornings fun. He stopped and unpegged mine, "Can I wear this tomorrow while training?"
"Sure, you'll look great in it. It goes see through when wet."
Chris's emotions were torn between the excitement of being an exhibitionist and the fear of the very same thing. Kent pointed to his wrestling singlet, "Mine is fine though." Relief flooded Chris's face. We grabbed clothes and stuffed them in a bag and headed across to Chris's to shower. His mum greeted us warmly again, "Try not to use so much hot water this time." We did try but it still took us a long time to shower together. Kent wanted to save any action until after dinner because he was sure we would have something to celebrate.
We were out on the balcony enjoying a beer when Chris's dad arrived home, he summonsed us in to the dining table. "I was impressed today that you came to find me. You impressed me again that you kept working well over the hour without slacking off or coming looking for me. The reports I got back was that your work was good. So yes, you can both have jobs." We all cheered, Chris the loudest of all of us. We excitedly asked more questions. How much would we earn per week? How much would it cost to rent a flat nearby? Were there any perks?
Conversation flowed with huge excitement, dinner was served in the middle of it all. Our biggest worry wasn't what our parents might say but where we would live. We weren't out to anybody, the thought of trying to share a flat and keep on pretending to be straight was too much. Chris kept bugging his parents saying we could live in one of their spare rooms, finally they relented saying we could stay for up to one month while we found a flat but that we weren't to distract Chris from his training and studies. It all seemed to be falling in to place when Chris's mum looked at him, "Darling, you sure you won't mind sharing a bathroom?"
"These guys already feel like brothers. Closer than brothers," he replied.
"Yes, I thought that," his mother answered. Chris blushed and his father looked puzzled but our excitement distracted him. Dinner had finished and we had returned to the balcony with another beer. We were about to head across to the beach for a late swim when Chris's mother reminded him he had an essay due tomorrow. Chris heaved a sigh and headed back to his room. We went to go grab our bag. Chris's mum called after us, "Remember, you promised not to distract him from his studies."
We had a quick kiss and grope before heading back across the road to our tent. Kent and I decided to take a walk along the beach, our future looking the best it had in some time we talked and walked. We talked about our dreams, our hopes and made plan after plan. Night fell and the moon rose and we still were walking and talking. Finally we got back to the tent, we stripped off and went for another skinny dip. The water was warm and we caught some choice waves as we body surfed, our hard cocks acting like rudders steering us ashore. We headed back up to the tent, Kent's buns flashed white as he ran ahead of me. My cock flapped up and down flicking droplets of water into arcs that caught the light of the moon.
At the entry to the tent Kent turned to me, "Let's go fuck on the lifeguard tower again." He ducked into the tent and grabbed a pair of shorts for each of us and the lube and then ran back down the dunes. I hurried after him, my dick leading the way. We climbed the ladder and Kent burst into giggles. "Look," he said pointing. There on the decking was a puddle of fresh cum. I grabbed the lube off him and slicked up my pole . Kent was bent forward leaning onto the railing, grinning eagerly back over his shoulder at me, I lined myself up and slid steadily into him.
Kent groaned and pushed back firmly. I leant over him and put my hands on the railings either side of him and bucked my hips forward. As quickly as I sent him forward he thrust back onto me with a satisfying thwack of skin on skin. I pounded into him all the while enjoying the moonlight playing on the waves. The sound of the breakers and the gentle on shore breeze all heightened my senses. As my balls tightened my dick swelled and then blasted deep into Kent. Kent ducked down and pulled off me before coming up round behind me and thrusting into me. I braced my arms on the rails as he grabbed my hips and rutted furiously lasting only a minute or so before his cock shot its load into me. We pulled apart and then came together kissing deeply, our hands roaming up and down each other's bodies.
We climbed back down and headed back along the beach to our tent. My dick was still achingly hard so when we got back to our tent I pushed Kent onto his stomach on the mattress and thrust into his sloppy hole again. I pulled all the way out and rammed it in again and again, my last load of cum was sucked out and pushed back in and his hole glistened and winked as he groaned in ecstasy. Kent rolled onto his side and I reached round him to stroke his cock as I continued pistoning in and out of him. Kent's cock began spraying watery jets of cum and the milking of his ring sent me over the edge and I thrust and pulsated inside him. Sated we snuggled, my cock still lodged inside him and we drifted off to sleep.