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PART SIX
The sun was streaming through the trees as we made our way to Brighton. True to his word, Dean had organised us a weekend away together, booking a one night stay at a boutique B&B in the gay-friendly coastal town. Despite being a gay man, I'd never set foot in Brighton, due to the fact I originally came from a rural Scottish village, the wonder of London was enough for me.
I glanced over at Dean in the driver seat. He had trimmed his black hair, so it was now short round the sides, but he was still messing it up on top. His sunglasses covered his brown eyes, while he wore a tight white polo shirt and blue cargo shorts. His biceps bulged out of the arms of his polo shirt, and the shorts highlighted his muscular hairy legs. He looked fit as fuck.
Despite the text after Kevin fucked me, neither Dean nor I had mentioned that night again. In fact, Dean had seemed a bit frosty towards Kevin when I saw them together in a meeting. Part of me felt slightly good that he was jealous, but I also felt bad as I was really starting to care for Dean.
We manoeuvred our way through the bustling streets of Brighton until we found the boutique B&B we were staying at.
"Hello and welcome" sashayed our host as we walked through the door. "My name is Felix, and if you need help with anything, just let me know" he said with a wink.
Dean, protectively, put his hand on my back and said we would be fine. We collected our room key and made our way to our room.
The room was beautiful. It had a large king-sized bed with a gleaming white mattress (all the better to hide the cum stains I thought). The walls were painted in a gentle yellow, and through the view from the window, you could just about see the beach.
"Like it?" Dean asked as I took the room in.
"I love it" I said and turned and gave him a passionate kiss. We continued to French kiss for a while before we both separated. We had both agreed that while sex was definitely on the cards, we wanted to enjoy some outside fun too.
And with that, we headed off into the bustling town. The sun was beaming down so the streets were hectic. There were lots of good-looking guys around (and I mean seriously good-looking) but I think we managed to hold our own. I had my hair messed up (going for the Louis Tomlinson look from when he still looked hot). I also had on a tight white vest (I thought it was time to show off my guns) and some short salmon coloured shorts, which just about covered my thighs. I noticed both Dean and I were getting plenty of looks from guys as walked by, and I think we both enjoyed the attention.
We walked down the street with lots of other gay guys, and maybe it was the atmosphere, but Dean took my hand in his, and we walked down the street together hand-in-hand. To anyone else we passed, we must have just looked like an ordinary couple out for a walk, and that made me so happy that we were finally able to do that.
The day was a total success. We lazed on the beach, enjoyed some ice-cream and ate far too much food at a gorgeous restaurant. We headed back to our hotel where Felix suggested we tried a nearby pub that he thought we might like. We decided to take him up on his suggestion and quickly headed back to our room to get changed. Dean changed into a tight fitting black shirt, which he buttoned up halfway so his amazing pecs and the top of his abs were visible through the opened shirt, and a pair of dark denim jeans. I slipped on some skinny jeans which nicely showed off my ass and a pink t-shirt with a low-hanging v-neck. My pecs were on show and I wanted all the guys to see the excellent work Dean had done to bulk me up.
We headed to the pub, and with it being a Saturday night, the place was packed. We managed to get a small table and ordered some drinks. Then we sat there, talking about work and shit, holding each other's hands across the table.
It was my turn to get the drinks in so I made my way up to the bar. I finally managed to fight my way to the front, when next to me appeared a rather attractive blonde guy. He looked around the same age as myself and was wearing a tight fitting t-shirt which helped to show off his big biceps, which were covered in tattoos.
"Hey hot stuff, I haven't noticed you around here before" Blondie said.
"That's because I'm not from around here, I'm visiting from London" I replied.
"Business or pleasure?" Blondie asked and slipped his hand into the inside of my jean, and rested it on my ass.
The next moment, Dean appeared and roughly pulled Blondie's hand from my ass.
"Hey, what gives man?" Blondie asked and turned to face Dean, before seeing how ripped he was. He then backed away slightly.
"Get your hand off my boyfriend" Dean replied. Then before I could say anything, Dean took my hand and pulled me away from the bar.
"Whoa Dean" I said as I managed to pull myself together as we left the pub, "what was with you calling me your boyfriend?"
"Sorry, but it was the only thing I could think of that would make him take his hands off you. Workplace fuck buddy didn't have the same ring to it" smiled Dean. "Now, let's head back to the hotel where I think we can have a lot more fun"
I gladly followed but Dean's words continued to ring in my ear. Was that really why he had said it?
We made it back to the hotel room, and Dean stood me at the foot of the bed. He seductively, removed my clothes until I was standing there stark naked. He then ordered me to lie on my back on the bed.
I obliged.
He then told me to rest my hands on the headboard, which I did. He then pulled out two ropes from the side of the bed.
"Where did they come from?" I asked, but Dean just gave me a wink in reply.
He then proceeded to tie both of my wrists to the bedposts so I was lying there completely naked and at his mercy. Of course, my cock was growing hard by this point.
Dean then unbuttoned his own shirt, and removed his jeans and underwear until he was standing there in front of me naked, his hard cock glistening due to his leaking precum.
Dean then reached down the side of the bed again and brought up a bottle of chocolate sauce. I gave him a huge grin as he proceeded to spread the chocolate sauce onto my hard cock, and licked it off by running his tongue up my shaft. I was moaning in ecstasy. He then squeezed some sauce on both of my nipples, before licking them off, and biting them in the process. I was in heaven, and really wanted to jack my cock but couldn't due to being tied up.
Dean then pulled up some lube and squeezed it over his fingers. He then positioned himself above my cock, and then stuck two of his fingers up my hole. I let out a huge moan as he began to finger fuck me, slowly pushing his fingers in and out of my ass as he built up a rhythm.
My cock was leaking precum all over the place.
"Please wank me off" I pleaded but Dean just shook his head.
"Patience" he said.
I whimpered as he continued to finger fuck and moved back to biting my left nipple. I was soon letting out screams of joy, that I expected Felix to be banging on the door asking us to be quiet, or to join in.
Just as I could feel the pressure in my cock rise, Dean removed his fingers from my ass and lubed up his cock. He then lined his cock up to my ass and pushed it all the way in.
I let out a huge moan as his hard cock sank into my ass. Dean reached over my head to the headboard and proceeded to fuck my brains out.
"Fuck yeah Dean, fuck my ass" I panted.
Dean then lent down and started kissing me as he continued to pound my ass.
"You love this don't you?" he asked.
"Fuck yeah I do" I replied, "I love you fucking my ass"
This seemed to push Dean on as he gave a grunt and I could feel his cock spurting hot cum up my ass. He collapsed on top of me sweating and panting.
We began to kiss passionately, and Dean's cock was still in my ass, I began grinding my ass onto his cock, until I could feel his pubes brushing my hole.
I then felt Dean harden again in my ass, and he again started up the rhythm to fuck me.
"Oh yeah, that feels so good" I moaned.
Deciding to mix things up, Dean untied my hands from the headboard and flipped me over. He then tied my hands together and against the headboard again so I was now lying face down with my ass in the air. And I still couldn't touch my now aching cock.
In this new position, Dean could really go to town on my ass, and he grabbed my hair and fucked me like his life depended on it.
"Fuckkkk, I want my cock to stay in your ass all night long" Dean said.
"Yeah..." was all I managed to say as Dean relentlessly plowed my ass. He kept the rhythm up for a good ten minutes, before I heard him start to pant and felt his second load spurt into my ass.
Well and truly spent, Dean pulled his softening cock out of my ass. He untied my hands and rolled me over onto my back. My hard cock was leaking precum profusely. Dean wrapped his hand around my hard shaft and only needed to give it a few strokes before I had the biggest cum in my life. Cum shots fired everywhere, and even landed in my hair.
Once I had stopped moaning, we both laughed and Dean brought his hand to my mouth which was covered in my cum. I licked it all off, then we shared a passionate kiss.
With that, we snuggled together under the covers with Dean's arm wrapped around me.
"Just wait and see what I have planned for tomorrow" he said.
I woke up to the sound of seagulls. Dean's arm was still wrapped around me, and he was snuggled into the back my neck.
My thoughts turned to the events of last night and I smiled. The sex had been amazing, but it was also amazing to have the chance to wake up to Dean.
I manoeuvred myself from under Dean's arm and made my way to the bathroom. The bathroom had a large shower cubicle, and I turned on the water, causing hot water to cascade down. I stepped in and stood under the torrent of water. It felt fantastic on my skin, and I could have stayed there forever.
I picked up a bar of soap on the side and began to lather up my body.
I heard movement behind me, and turned to find Dean entering the shower behind me.
"Mind if I join you?" he asked.
"Of course not" I replied and handed him the bar of soap. He proceeded to lather up his hands and then moved them across my body. He massaged my biceps, before moving to my pecs. He gently scrubbed them and rubbed my nipples, making them hard.
He then moved down to my abs, and washed them too. He bent down and lathered up my legs, taking care to go up and down them. His hands would go near my hardening cock, but every time he would get near, he would pull away.
He told me to turn around, which I did, and he started to wash my back. He gently scrubbed it before again going down to my legs. He rubbed them clean, and then I felt him at my ass.
He lathered up his fingers, and stuck three of them into my ass. I moaned with pleasure as he moved them in and out of my hole. With his other hand, he reached around to my hard cock and started to wank it, using the lather from the soap as lube.
I was moaning in pleasure as he wanked and fingered me. I could feel myself getting close, but I didn't want to end like this.
"Fuck me" I moaned.
Dean obliged and let go of my cock. He stood up and used the soap to lather his cock. He then pushed his pulsing cock up my now clean hole.
"Fuck yeah" we moaned in unison. Dean got into a rhythm and I was soon pushing my ass back onto his cock to get as much of it in me as possible.
I reached down to my cock and began to jack myself off. With the soap bubbles still on my cock, it acted like lube and soon I was shooting cum into the shower. I moaned in pleasure, and my ass muscles clenched around Dean's cock, causing him to spasm and he began to shoot spurts of cum up my ass.
Once we had both finished cumming, Dean pulled his cock from my ass and I returned the favour of washing his body.
We then dried off and made our downstairs. Felix gave us knowing wink as we checked out, which we laughed about on the drive home.
Dean dropped me off outside my apartment block, and turned to me.
"Mike, I've had an amazing weekend, and I'm so sorry it had to end. I'm away on holiday for a couple of weeks, but I hope we can continue this when I get back." Dean said.
"Of course we can" I replied. "I've really enjoyed our time together and don't want this to end".
"Do you think you could not have sex with anyone else until I get back?" Dean asked.
I looked at him. "Dean, I'm sorry but I can't promise that. I know you'll be away with your wife and might be shagging her, and I can't guarantee I won't have some fun while you're away. However, I'll be thinking of you and really want to continue this when you get back" I said.
Dean looked down and nodded "I can accept that" he said.
I reached across and kissed his cheek "And feel free to send some sexy holiday snaps while you're away" I said.
He laughed and we said our goodbyes
That night I received a message with an image of Dean's hard cock and the message read See you in two weeks.
I couldn't wait
END OF PART SIX.