Chapter 3 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dalton woke up in the morning alone in bed, hearing Shelby in the bathroom. He hurried in and stood next to his benefactor, pissing a healthy torrent into the same pot. Shelby aimed his diminishing stream to join Dalton's. Both of them grinned at their childish play.
They flossed and brushed their teeth side by side. After they'd rinsed, Shelby took Dalton's face in both hands and planted a kiss on his lips.
"Mm..." Dalton moaned. "Keep this up and I'm gonna blow my load without being touched."
"I'm close too. Let's rinse off our dicks and go back to bed awhile."
Shelby carried a dry towel into the main room and spread it in the middle of the big bed. Then he opened the door to the hall just enough to hang the `Do not disturb" sign on the handle before locking it again.
Dalton was lying on the towel with his legs pulled up to his chest when he returned.
"Down boy!" Shelby laughed. "We're making out, not consummating our marriage."
"I'm so stupid!" Dalton said, chewing on his lower lip.
"No you're not! You showed me you were willing to lose your virginity to me and that's a precious gift that I will treasure when the time comes. That is, assuming you're an anal virgin."
"You know I am. Sam told you he never gave his ass to anyone."
"Come here and kiss me," Shelby invited, as he plopped down on the bed.
They spent the next several minutes exploring the inside of one another's mouth and then switched to licking nipples and bellybuttons.
Eventually, Shelby pulled Dalton on top of him and they began to rub their bodies together. Dalton had discovered the term "frottage" in one of Shelby's stories on Nifty and had practiced on his pillow, but had no idea how awesome it could be with a warm body.
As their entrapped phalluses slipped around in the trickle of their precum, their passions rose to a fever pitch. Dalton began to gasp in a low tone signaling his impending orgasm. His unbridled expression intensified what Shelby was feeling inside. He too began to vocalize. Mere moments later, they both stiffened and let loose volumes of pent-up cum which soon began to drip down Shelby's sides, ticking him.
"Oh God, I love you!" Dalton cried out.
"I love you too," Shelby responded.
Then he slipped two fingers between them, scooping up part of their load and bringing it to Dalton's lips as an offering. Dalton licked it off eagerly and returned the favor. Before long, they scooted around to lick each other's abs clean. There were very few drops left to soak into the towel.
"So that's what the towel was for," Dalton grinned. "I must learn to trust that you'll only do what you feel I'm ready for."
"I want only what's best for both of us, especially you." Shelby said, as he traces his finger across Dalton's taut belly.
"Well, we'd better shower, dress, and get a greasy breakfast at Denny's so we can impress the guys and girls on the beach."
"I'm not concerned about impressing anyone but you," Dalton said in return. "And, no, I'm not going to buy one of those pumps to increase the size of my dick!"
"You definitely don't have to do that," Shelby assured him. "You're hung!"
Dalton felt just a bit of apprehension as they neared the north end of Haulover Beach that morning. They had just passed the "clothing optional" sign and Shelby insisted that it would be impolite to check out others if they weren't willing to bare their all as well. While Dalton wasn't ashamed of his physique, he was a little nervous about showing off the erection which was now testing the limitations of the fabric of his shorts.
"Come on and show it off," Shelby teased. "Every healthy guy gets a hardon the first time he's naked on a public beach. It'll go down soon."
"I'm thinking about calculus and serious stuff, but it still won't go soft. I think it's stuck."
"If it stays hard for four hours I'll have to take you to the doctor to avoid permanent damage!" Shelby joked.
"Hey, I didn't take any little blue pills!"
"With a beauty like that, you don't need to!"
Once their shorts were stuffed into the beach bags, along with their towels, sun lotion, and binoculars for "bird watching," they continued to stroll further north. The longer they walked the fewer females they saw. Eventually, they spread their towels and lay down.
"It's funny, but now that there's no one around to see my stiffy, it's gone away. Maybe it likes an audience."
"I'll bet it'll come back when I spread lotion all over your body," Shelby suggested.
Dalton lay face down awaiting the first application. Shelby squirted a goodly amount of the creamy stuff on the small of Dalton's back, just above his butt-cleavage.
"If it weren't cold, it would feel like cum," Dalton giggled.
"You'd like a big load on your back, right?"
"If YOU blew it there, I'd LOVE it."
Shelby went to work without any further conversation. He spread the lotion up to Dalton's shoulders and down his arms. Then, he squirted more on both of Dalton's calves, again working it into his skin.
The final squeeze of the tube deposited a glob on Dalton's glutes. As Dalton had anticipated, Shelby massaged this load over his buns, working his fingers into the cleft.
"All done on this side; now turn over."
When Dalton did as he was asked, his face turned a bright shade of red and broke into a huge grin. His proud cock stood like a marine at attention.
"We'd better not do what I'm thinking about," Shelby giggled, as he gently applied lotion to every inch of Dalton's front side. "Instead of spending the whole day aging our skin, we might want to go back to the motel shortly after lunch."
"I agree! We need to spend time in bed, um, taking a nap, of course."
"Certainly! Did you think I had something else in mind?"
"No, no! I know your intentions are always honorable. Now you lie down and let me spread lotion on you."
Dalton wasted no time in rubbing Shelby's body all over. When it was time for Shelby to turn over, his pole could have held up a circus tent!
"God, you're HOT!" Dalton breathed, continuing the process on Shelby's front.
"I'm glad you think so."
"I'd ravish you right here if I thought I could get away with it."
"Mm... I guess you'd better not. Think of the headlines in the Gazette, "Local student and teacher exposed on Florida beach."
"Or it might read, "The naked truth about student/teacher relationships." Dalton offered.
"You win!" Shelby laughed. "Yours is cornier."
Around 11:00 Dalton's stomach growled, announcing that it hadn't adapted to the eastern time zone.
"We'd better feed that thing before it gets really angry and consumes us," Shelby teased, rubbing Dalton's tummy.
Dalton giggled and thrashed around. It appeared that he was very ticklish. Shelby filed that bit of information away for later.
The two young men headed south, putting their shorts back on when they reached the sign dividing the clothing-optional part of the beach from the rest. There was a food stand in that area with tables shaded by big umbrellas and the aroma of meats cooking on a large grill.
They put their bags down to reserve a table while choosing their lunch items. Soon, they were chowing down on a tasty but slightly overpriced meal. Shelby, of course, insisted on paying and invited Dalton to go for seconds when his appetite didn't seem to be sated yet.
While Dalton was browsing for a little something more, two college guys asked Shelby if they could share the table. It was meant for four and seats were currently at a premium.
Shelby had no reservations about having them join Dalton and him.
"I'm Chad and this is my roommate, Jeff."
"Nice to meet you. I'm Shel and this is my housemate, Dalton, coming with more food.
Dalton, this is Chad and Jeff," Shelby announced. "They need a spot to eat, so I agreed to share."
"Hi, it's nice to meet you. Are you on spring break too?"
"Yup, we're from Ohio State, both juniors."
"Cool! I'm a senior, um, but that's in high school."
"I guess I'm the old guy," Shelby grinned. I graduated from college nearly three years ago."
"So, did you say you're housemates?" Jeff asked.
"Yes," Shelby answered. "We live together."
"Like boyfriends?" Jeff persisted.
"Yeah, something like that." Shelby responded. "Is that a problem?"
"Not at all," Jeff smiled as he took Chad's hand in his.
"I'm trying to teach him not to ask impertinent questions," Chad sighed. "Someday someone's gonna take a poke at him."
"It was a bit unexpected," Shelby agreed. "My first inclination was to say it was nobody's business, but then I had already figured you two for boyfriends."
"Shit! Do we exude gayness?" Jeff frowned.
"Not really, but I saw you together on the north end of the beach this morning and thought you looked like you were, um, together. I brought along binoculars for checking out any possible wildlife." Shelby joked.
"See Chad, I told you not to slather all the sun lotion on my balls!"
"Damn! I missed that part," Shelby laughed. "What I saw was two young hunks staring intently into each other's faces."
"Don't let Shel tease you," Dalton advised. "You weren't doing anything we weren't. "You should have seen him raise the flagpole when I greased him up."
Everyone laughed and relaxed a bit after Dalton's comment. Their conversation continued, revolving around school and majors. Chad and Jeff were both computer geeks. Dalton said that he was vacillating between teaching and nursing, or perhaps psychiatry. Shelby wasn't surprised that he was considering a helping profession.
"Are you guys out to your families?" Jeff probed again.
"I came out after college graduation," Shelby said. "I stayed in the closet up till then because I figured my tuition money might be cut off, and I was right, it would have been. I felt like a wuss at the time, but I haven't seen or heard from anyone in my family since I came out."
"I forgot to clear the history on my computer a couple of months ago and my mother checked it." Dalton told them. "After that, she could hardly wait for my 18th birthday so she could legally throw me out. I didn't have enough warning to stockpile any serious money and what little I made at the supermarket went for school supplies and stuff I really needed. Amazingly, she still fed me up to the final day.
"Is she a religious nut?" Jeff asked.
"Nah, we never went to church. I'm not sure why it was a problem with her that I'm gay. Anyway, that's when Shel took me in. How about you guys?"
"We're taking the road Shelby said he did," Chad answered. "We're pretty sure we'd have a very difficult time financing school if we came out. I hate to live a lie, but I don't want to be paying off loans for the next 10 years!
Chad and Jeff invited the guys to join them in playing with their Frisbee back in the nude part of the beach. After the application of more sunscreen and the resulting erections, they enjoyed an hour or so together, remaining at about half-mast the whole time.
Dalton loved the freedom of being naked with other young males by the water, under a bright blue sky. He was especially pleased that they could all participate without anyone hitting on anyone else's boyfriend. He liked checking out their dicks and he could tell they were looking him over too.
When they tired of their play, they all walked out into the ocean to wash off the sweat and lotion. Then they went to the parking lot as a group, dressing along the way. They went their separate ways after exchanging email addresses.
Back at the motel, Shelby and Dalton washed the salt residue and remaining lotion off of their bodies. Each scrubbed the other's back in the process.
"Are you ready for a nap," Shelby asked with a grin.
"Actually, I am kinda tired," Dalton admitted.
So, instead of making out, Shelby held Dalton in his arms and both of them fell asleep.
Over dinner, Shelby talked about what he had planned for the next several days. He had kept back a few surprises until now.
"Tomorrow, I think we should drive up to Disney World unless you don't want to."
"I'd LOVE to, but it's pretty expensive."
"It is, but I have a couple of promotional coupons from the grocery store to help lower the fee. I can afford it."
"I hate being the taker all the time. This vacation is costing you double because of me."
"Nah, two can sleep as cheaply as one," Shelby joked. "And I love not having to sleep alone."
"You wouldn't let me sleep with you at home. Will be go back to separate rooms when we leave?"
"That will have to be a joint decision."
"We'd definitely save on laundry then," Dalton giggled. "Only one set of sheets and NO pajamas."
"Yeah, like you weren't sleeping naked anyway."
"Well, maybe... Um, since you reserved this room with a king sized bed before I came to live with you, I'll bet you were planning to get it on with hot college guys like the ones we met today, and I'm messing that up."
"Would you stop it already? Yeah, I had entertained the thought of luring someone into my bed, but I knew from the start it wasn't a realistic goal. I write hot sex scenes, but not from experience."
"We could work on giving you some first-hand material," Dalton grinned.
"We already have. Last night was awesome for me."
"Me too. Can we make love again tonight?"
"Yup, and thanks for calling it making love' instead of saying it's fucking around'."
"Well, it IS love for me," Dalton said earnestly. "Besides, I know that's what your characters say."
"It's love for me too. The change in our relationship isn't due only to geographic location, but it's because I'm finally internalizing that you are Sam and Sam is you. I fell for you at least a year and a half ago. I tried not to because I just knew I'd never meet you, but that's all changed, thanks to your mother throwing you out!"
"I guess I do owe the bitch that much!" Dalton exclaimed. "She gave me life and now she gave me to you. That's being a good parent in spite of herself."
"She must have given you a `cute' gene as well. You're about the most delicious thing I've ever set eyes on."
"Only about?' What happened to THE MOST DELICIOUS' thing, bar none?"
"Okay, I can go with that. Let me settle up the bill so we can explore your cuteness."
After they'd had their warm evening snack directly from the source, Shelby and Dalton lay cuddled together in companionable silence. A bit later, Shelby leaned over and stuck his tongue in Dalton's ear.
"If you keep that up, I'm gonna be horny all over again," Dalton smirked.
"You'd be horny whatever I did."
"True, but you don't have to make me look like a slut!"
"You're no slut. Did you ever stop to think that if you replace one of the letters in that word with a "d" and rearrange them, you have `stud' instead. That's what you are."
"I think you're flattering me to get into my pants again!" Dalton said in feigned shock.
"You know that's not true because you aren't wearing any!"
"And that probably means I'm a slut!"
"Have it your way," Shelby said as he dived under the sheet to suckle on Dalton's rapidly rising phallus.
Disney World was all that Dalton had anticipated and more. He was like a little kid in a magical kingdom. He mapped out what he wanted to see, in order of preference, and managed to get it all in by the time of the light parade.
After that, he insisted that they should ride on the boat through "Small World," hoping it would be like a tunnel of love. He was disappointed that it turned out to be a brightly lit venue. However, Shelby placed his lightweight jacket strategically to hide their hand-holding activity. Dalton's face lit up like a full moon.
"Are you ready to make the drive back down the coast, Babe," Shelby asked as they headed to find the SUV.
"Yeah, I'm about worn out. How come you're not dragging?"
"I'm a high school teacher. We're a strong breed."
"I guess."
Shelby had to awaken Dalton to get him into the room. The young man fell back to sleep the minute he was undressed and in bed. Shelby smiled at his young prince, and then joined him in dreamland.
Shelby awoke earlier than Dalton and headed to the bathroom to empty his bladder and brush his teeth. He came back to find Dalton still asleep. The young man had kicked off the sheet and lay on his back with his semi-hard cock resting on his thigh. He looked so beautiful with his serene face and bed-head hair that Shelby couldn't resist taking his picture.
It was nearly time for them to get ready if they were going arrive at the NASA space museum when they'd planned, so Shelby decided to awaken his lover in a different way. He put his lips on Dalton's flat abdomen and began blowing tummy-raspberries.
Dalton was awake in an instant, giggling for all he was worth.
"Stop, stop! I'm gonna pee the bed. I mean it Shel! I'm gonna piss!"
Shelby grabbed Dalton's arm and helped him get to the bathroom in the nick of time, pulling him into the bathtub to avoid having pee splattered everywhere. Shelby got a partial golden shower in the bargain.
"I'm sorry," Dalton exclaimed, "I didn't mean to piss on you!"
"It's okay. I deserved it for tickling you after you told me to stop. Um, besides, it felt kinda hot, like a very intimate thing to do."
"For sure," Dalton grinned. "It got us both hard in a split second."
"We don't have much time to mess around. Do you want to get off or eat breakfast?"
"That's a tough option," Dalton complained.
At that moment, his stomach let out a big growl and both men laughed.
"I guess the decision's been made," Shelby smiled. "We'll have to chance getting the blue-ball syndrome. I think the museum should fascinate us enough to keep our minds off our dicks."
They showered together and quickly threw on the clothes they'd fortunately laid out the night before.
After a quick breakfast at Denny's, they got on the road.
Dalton was thoroughly captivated by the displays which detailed the history of America's quest to travel to the moon and beyond. It may not have had the commercial appeal of Disney World, but it was informative and educational. Dalton loved learning new things.
After lunch, Shelby suggested that they might spend a few hours on the beach again.
"It's gonna be too late to get any sun by the time we get back to Haulover," Dalton pouted.
"Ah, but there's Playa Linda not far from here."
"But, I didn't bring a suit."
"If we go up to parking lot 13, we'll be at the end where people bare it all. It's not officially a nude beach, but you'd never know it by the state of undress."
"Cool! But what about towels and lotion."
"They're packed in the trunk. Like a Boy Scout on a mission, I'm always prepared."
"Oh yeah; what about condoms and lube?"
"I have those too, but we wouldn't dare do it in public at that beach. Besides, we're not ready to take that step, as I recall."
"You're right. I was just teasing. You're so organized that I can't get one up on you."
"Does that bother you?"
"No, not really.
The moment they crossed over the wooden walkway which was built to help preserve the dune, Dalton could see that Shelby hadn't been exaggerating. There were naked people everywhere. It was going to be another visual feast.
"Let's head to the left," Shelby inclined his head. "The further we go in that direction, the fewer females we'll encounter. And again, we don't want to look like tourists."
"I know the drill," Dalton joked as he stripped unashamedly. "And don't mind my boner!"
"How could I? I love it!"
After they'd hiked about 50 yards, Shelby reached over and took Dalton's hand in his. Dalton turned toward him beaming radiantly.
"This is like heaven. I wish we didn't have to go home."
"Going home can be good. We couldn't survive very long as beach bums even if we sold seashells by the seashore," Shelby observed.
"Maybe we could if we glued them around heart-shaped mirrors and put souvenir stickers on them."
"We couldn't even make enough profit to pay for the glue!"
"Cum is a good adhesive," Dalton smirked.
"Okay, you win! I don't have a `CUM-back' for that one."
"Jeez, I tried so hard and you still got me in the end."
"Sorry, isn't that where you wanted me to get you," Shelby said as he brushed his middle finger along the crack of Dalton's butt.
"Now look what you did," Dalton giggled, turning his newly awakened hardon toward Shelby.
Shelby made a quick recon of the place and saw that they had wandered quite far from the nearest observer. He hollowed out a depression in the sand, placed their towels in it end to end, and lay down, inviting Dalton to lie in the other direction so they faced each other's stiff prick.
"It's time to drain our balls. If we stay down low, we can practice our favorite number between 68 and 70 without getting caught. As horny as we've been all day, it shouldn't take more than a few licks!"
Shelby retrieved the small pair of field glasses from his bag and did another quick surveillance in all directions. Then he lay down again and engulfed Dalton's throbbing cock nearly to the pubes in one gulp.
Dalton gasped and squirmed. The knowledge that he was getting a blow job out in the open where it still might be possible to get caught heightened his arousal so much that he knew he wouldn't last long. He felt so good that he nearly forgot to return the favor. However, once he started to suck on Shelby's juicy sausage, he became intent of bringing his lover up to speed.
The only witnesses to the deed were gulls flying overhead. No one else, human or animal, got to observe the moans of ecstasy that accompanied their climaxes. Cleanup was minimal because almost every drop had either been ingested immediately or shared in the afterglow kisses.
After dinner, the guys went out to a little bar where there was a live band. Both of them stuck to drinking soft drinks because Shelby didn't want to imbibe anything Dalton couldn't also have. Though Dalton insisted that he wouldn't mind if Shelby had a beer or glass of wine, he really did appreciate the thoughtfulness.
They headed back to the motel while it was still fairly early in the evening. On arrival, Shelby asked how they should spend the rest of the time before bedtime.
"This will probably sound wimpy, but I'd like to prop up in bed and cuddle while we watch TV."
"Clothed or unclothed," Shelby grinned.
"Naked, of course. That doesn't necessarily mean I want to jump your bones," Dalton exclaimed.
"I didn't mention anything about that," Shelby said with feigned innocence.
"No, but you were thinking it! Don't guys think about sex every seven seconds?"
"That's actually an urban legend with no scientific evidence to back it up. I read on the `net about a study involving college students between the ages of 18 to 25. Does that sound like anyone here? Anyway, they discovered that males think about sex on the average of three times an hour, or about 34 times per day during their waking hours, and that's the same frequency that they think about food and sleep."
"I guess I can buy that, but I'll bet it's higher in boys from 13 to 17."
"That's probably true because their hormones are making their dicks stiff all the time and reminding them of sex."
"What about girls? How often to females think about sex per day?"
"Those figures were about 18 times a day, slightly over half as much as guys."
"I guess gay guys are lucky because they have more chances of finding others who are as interested as they are," Dalton mused. "Well, back to my original idea, I'd really like to cuddle tonight. We shared such awesome love on the beach that I need time to recharge my batteries. Is that wimping out?"
"Not at all! I've been stressing over the fact that I wouldn't be able to satisfy my young lover at my age."
"That's such bullshit and you know it, Shel! My libido probably isn't any stronger than yours. People can't expect to have sex all the time, no matter how desirable that sounds in theory. If they did, they wouldn't have time or energy to make those heart-shaped shell-encrusted mirrors to sell at the sea shore!" Dalton teased.
"How did you get to be so wise, Baby? I know we're going to make a great team."
"You have no idea how much those words mean to me," Dalton said, biting his lower lip to keep from crying. "Now get naked and get in this bed and hold me!"
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