Rican Love
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Chapter 7
It seems like this morning was a very heavy hot and horny morning for all of us, but it came down to a come down after I talked to Michael about everything that happened, I felt I needed to take things a little more serious. After Michael finished getting dressed before me, he kissed me before he went up front with Marques and watched TV and when he did, while I lotioned up, John came in the room. "Dude, I'm soooo sorry man!" he said as he sat next to me continued to apologize. I wanted to tell him how hot it was watching them doing what they did, I wanted to tell him how I resent him for fucking Marques, but that would only lead to me and Michael breaking up (in which I needed since I want to be with Marques), but me and John not speaking anymore, in which our 3rd buddy Andrew would have to know what happened when we get back to Miami, all four of us not speaking, a huge peice of shit "Dude, " I said with a smile on my face as I decided to let go, "your good." "Really?" he said really questionable. "Yeah, it was actually kinda hot." John smiled really big. "Oh really?" as he put his hand on my thigh. "Well.." he said but I stopped him right there. "... but I still want us to be friends, and I bet if we fuck, I wouldn't want to be just friends anymore." "but if we were meant to be friends, we wouldn't have these tendencies" he then started smooching me on my neck. "Now would we?" I pushed him off of me. "What's your problem?!" he exclaimed "YOU ARE RIGHT NOW! SO DON'T PUSH IT!" I got up and walked to the door. "and the thing is, even if 2 people that are friends and have these tendencies towards each other, they can put it into some other type of use so they wouldn't end up fucking each other and loosing their friendship!"
I put my shorts on as I left the room mad, I didn't even bother looking back at John after what he did, after all that's happening this morning, why would I let things go this far? John is my closest friend and I know after I fuck somebody we wouldn't end up as friends anymore, we would want to either become more than friends or no longer be friends, and I already had enough on my plate already. I would have fucked him before all this but now, I can't, no matter how bad it gets.
I walked to the living room but stopped for a moment, staring at Michael and Marques watching TV and I'm still trying to decide who I'm still trying to decide whether I need to be with, I always wanted to be with Marques, he was my High School crush, even though we pretended to be just friends in High School, he actually listens to me and gives hella better advice then Michael and more affection, more "UMPH" in everything. Michael is a great ass pleaser, delivers love in all types of sexual ways, finding all different exotic ways to please me, he listens too, but he is youngER and there is somethings he won't understand, but I would love to make him. I got upfront and sat down between the two and they both immediately wrapped their arms behind me on the sofa, luckily not touching each other as Marques has his arm behind him. I looked over at Marques and I seen the impatience in his eyes.
We decided to leave for the beach, Marques drove us. His fiancé started her Bachelorette Party really early with her friends and left Cali for New York City so he decided to come to the beach with us. He drove, Michael next to him on the passenger side, while John sat in the back with me. He tried to convo with me through text. "Wanna just keep it between us?" I said. "Yeah. You my boy, I'll always love you." I knew he got the message as he lied his head on my shoulder, and I lied mine on his head. "So what about this beach you read online that we don't know about, John?" I asked. "Oh, it's a beach near the coast," he explained. "I heard a lot of people go to it too, has a nice view of the water, it's clean, and since it's only 12pm, we have time to find a spot in the shade." "I hope so" Marques says. Then John started whispering something in Marques' ear, I immediately got jealous and hit him in the shoulder with my towel. "What?" he asked. "It's rude to whisper." I said while smirking. Surprisingly, Michael was upfront, quiet as fuck. "Awww.." I said. "What's wrong Michael?" "Nothing," he said, then to himself. "not yet." I looked at Marques and he was looking at Michael like how I was, surprised but shook it off and looked out on the road, I then looked at John and he was looking out the window. I just sat there.
We finally got to the destination, it was as beautiful as John said it was, the water was clean, the sand was garbage free, I wonder why I haven't heard of this place until I saw a couple, two guys, both Caucasian, drinking pop and then dropped their cans straight on the ground. "and I wonder why this place wasn't mapped" but the thing is, not only they weren't hot, well not to my appeal, they were both naked, and that's what John was as he ran in front of us waving "Come on!" running off onto the now deserted beach, Marques and Michael immediately started to join him as they pealed off their shorts and shirts showing off their semi-hard cocks throwing their cloths in the truck, then running behind him, I did the same. It felt so weird walking in the sand naked like this, my skin feeling the heat straight from the sun, it actually felt kind of good until Michael came back for me, grabbing my hand as we walked in the sand together, with the sand between our toes, the breeze against our naked bodies, the sun beaming on us, that reminded Michael of something "I forgot to put on my Suntan Lotion!" He ran back to the car but told him I'm going to the bathroom.
As soon as I went into the bathroom, I washed my face, thinking more then I should have before. "Damn Marques," I told myself. "What have you got yourself into?" that's when I saw a hand over a stall door, seeing another grip it as they silently shouted "Fuck!" and started panting. I was shocked and decided to take a peak under the door, I saw the feet of some black guy fucking a Hispanic guy. I was like whatever until I thought about it and started pulling on the door, and to my surprise, it was who I thought. John was all over the side of the stall with Marques fucking him hard as a bitch! "The fuck!!!!" I shouted. Marques stopped, looked at me, and as he grabbed the door he said "Waited too long!" and slammed it. That's when I woke out of a daze as I stared at myself in the mirror, daydreaming, yet still wondering what was happening behind me. Bold this time, I bluntly swung the door open, and it was some other interracial couple fucking with some white dude stroking off and eating the black guy's ass as he sat on the toitlet behind them. "Closed the fucking door!" the shouted and I closed it! So fucking embarrassed! Then I turned to see Marques coming in the bathroom. "You alright baby?" he asked me. "Yeah." I answered. "Good. Now we can talk." He said and I brushed in the words "I can't be with somebody that won't leave the person they're with." Marques took a deep breath and said "I'm leaving her." "Really?" I challenged him. "Then why don't you call her now and tell her in front of me." He wouldn't do it at first, but when I walked around him to leave he said "When she comes home tomorrow night, I want you there with me." I turned around and said "You really wanna do this?" "I love you waaaayyyy too much to loose you. Especially now."
His actions spoke deeper then words, After we left the beach, went back and changed, we drove off in the middle of the night. He decided now is the time to really let me inside his heart, and shared all of what makes him him, and I was loving him even more. Michael never got this deep with me, and I started thinking of being with Marques, but I kept my safety net up just in case. Didn't wanna fall as hard as his fiancé did that next night when he told her how serious he was with being with me. She wanted BLOOD! He called her sisters to come over and calm her down while we got the fuck from out of there. Didn't tell them what happened. Just told them to hurry to the house and left. Luckily, we were on the other side of the city. As we drove, I couldn't get over what happened.
As we were by the beach again, we got out at a near by diner. Before we got inside, Marques shot his Galaxy phone all the way across the street, and over the cliff. "The fuck you do that for?" I asked. "Tracking device." He said. "She never trusted me, remember?" We walked hand and hand into the diner. Didn't care for the people who stared at us. Just sat down and ate as we recapped on what happened before sneaking back into the house.
Marques went into his room, but when I went to mine where I slept with Michael, it seems as Michael couldn't keep John away, and John's cute white twink of a friend who came later that day. I got mad, but then I thought of Marques and said fuck it. I took a picture of the guys and surprised Marques by spooning in the bed in front of him. "Thought you were sleeping with Marques?" I showed him the photo on my iPhone. "Seems like I wasn't the only one." He gagged, and wanted to beat his ass until I stopped him by laying over him, keeping him tied down as much as I could and started kissing him. It influenced him to stop as we started to make love. He started sucking on my nipples as I grinded on his hard member. Already naked, his bare cock was grazing my brief covered ass. He pealed it off me slowly as I reached for a condom out his drawer. He put on, put it in, and put it down! I tried not the make too much noise so we lip-locked meanwhile. I moaned down his throat as he moaned down mine. Chills shot down my spine real good. I felt myself reach my own climax as he continued to hit my spot! Oooohh damn! So much going down I ended up shooting all over his body. I rested over him as he continued to fuck me even more. The bed was squeaking but not as much as I thought. When Marques finally came, and we started to rest, seems like someone wanted to join us, and obviously, it was John and his little friend as they watched from the door, RECORDING US!!! We chased those boys down to where dicks were about to get snapped! John ran out back and tried to get me to fuck him so he can delete the video. I tempted him to the point where I seen him unlock his phone. Loose handed, I snatched that phone and ran as far as I could from him, back into the house deleting the video. If you were a neighbor up late this hour, you'd think we were crazy asses running around naked like we were.
When I finally removed the video, I tossed him his phone. John as pissed but I ain't give a shit. "Fuck you do that for man?" he said "The fuck would you record it for?!" "So Michael could see the cheating ass you are!" "The fuck he gotta do with me anymore after what happened when we got home?? Yeah, I saw yall 3 spread on his bed, I ain't even pressed anymore cause I ain't with' em anymore." John was pissed and tried to fight me until we heard John's friend crying for John from the living room. We ran and saw Marques got the boy in a head lock, threatening to snap his neck if he don't erase the video. We had to beg the boy to delete the video cause this definitely wasn't the time. Marques watched him as he erased the video and released him. The boy landed on the floor, and started crying even more then he was, and he looked bruised. "Did you beat him?" I asked Marques. "Fucker wouldn't erase the video so I beat his ass first like I said was." The boy looked terrified and John comforted him through out the night as we all went to sleep. Before we did, Marques held me tight that night. His spirit wasn't right. "I shouldn't have scared him like that." "I know" I comforted him "but you were doing it for us." "Yeah" he said. We kissed and went to sleep.
The next morning, I woke up and he wasn't there. I got out of bed and got dressed. I came in the living room, and they were both cuddled up on the couch with a blanket. I went in the kitchen, and saw Marques making breakfast. "Good morning babe." He answered. "Good morning babe" I replied. "I talked to John & Steve this morning while you were sleep" he said. I sat down to listen. "I apologized to both of them for being so hasty and as mad as John was, he accepted it though Steve was still all choked up. I gave him like a big hug and it calmed him down." We chuckled at him giving him a hug and I gushed at the same time. "I gave them a cover and pillows. And it's weird cause John was so protective over Steve I seen. Their like kids, but they're fucking." "Awww" I said. "Must really love him."
Michael finally woke up. Surprisingly he didn't give me a kiss when he came to the kitchen, but asked me if I could speak with him privately. We did, and he admitted we were not gonna work. Obviously, he saw that me and Marques were so compatible and that Michael, himself, wasn't ready to commit. I was so happy cause I felt same, and gave him a hug. He also said "We're going back home today." I was so happy he is taking this in a certain manner. "I'm gonna miss you," I expressed "and the time we shared together, and I'm glad you said something before I did." He then said "Can we still be friends?" I thought of John instantly and told him "How about when you need someone to talk to, you hitting me up and I'll help you through?" "Id like that" he said , adding, "Also, a last time?" as he used my hand to grab his cock.. I said "How about this?" and frenched kissed him in any kind of way possible
After eating break fest, the boys packed up, even Steve. He and John apologized for what they did the night before and I forgave them instantly. We took them all to the airport and it was the last time I seen all 3 of them. Me and Michael couldn't stop gazing at each other. I felt so bad that he had to leave in every way of my life I started crying and Marques held me tight while they aboard. Can't say I didn't learn from these guys. I've learned through John that no matter how much lust you have for a guy and be his friend, it won't happen. Either you walk the plank or you don't, and that's how I handled my situations with Michael and Marques. Michael wasn't ready to walk the plank with me, and see how Marques basically walk to the plank with me, we hopped off together.
Many years later, both Marques and I finally decided to get Married. Right after the Wedding, we headed straight for the beach. Him in his all black tuxedo, and me in my all white tuxedo. We kicked off our shoes and basked in the beautiful sun and sand. Laughing, kissing, and carrying on as we undressed and had fun. While laying on top of Marques, and kissing him, I happened to look up and Is wear, I thought I saw Michael from a far from under the shade of the tree. "OHHH MY GOD!" I started to shout. Marques looked from behind and saw Michael as he came out from the shadows, in a tuxedo also. Out came his now wife and kids as they ran towards us. Me and Michael immediately hugged and so did I and his wife (Awkward, I know.) Michael and Marques stared at each other and Michael took out his hand they both shook on it, brushing the past to the side in completion. Then John and Steve came out the car too, both holding hands yelling ":WE'RE ENGAGED EVERYONE!!" We all jumped at them now getting married. Everyone ran towards them, but Michael held me back. "Me amor." He said to me. He hugged me, but gripped my left ass cheek and said "You know I still miss you, right?" My heart immediately started racing again.
Rican love.
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