Justin and Chris : Part 3

*** CHAPTER 3

We showered again, separately this time – though the temptation was still there. It was only 7.30pm so we decided to go out to the bar in town – which you could get to via the beach and was walking distance.

There was no weird atmosphere as I worried there might be – it was just the two of us in our own little bubble! The only difference between last night and tonight, is that tonight I didn’t feeling like hitting on the local girls in mini skirts – didn’t feel like suggesting to Justin we go and chat those girls up in the corner – what I DID feel like is calling him babe, holding his hands, and kissing him!!! This was something I would HAVE to resist. I wondered if he felt the same!

When we got to Bar Amigo’s on the beachfront, I ordered our two Budweisers and we sat at a table outside. Only our subtle shared eye-contact lasting a split second longer than usual, and the occasional fleeting tactile brush of my hand on his arm, or vice-versa, was the only indication that we were a couple, rather than just two dudes out on the hunt for women!!! – I hoped nobody else noticed.

The conversation was light and humorous as it always was between us, and little if anything in our conversation alluded to the afternoon of raw passion and the profound sexual awakening we had experienced whilst lovingly exploring each-other earlier that afternoon.

“Shall we grab a pizza?” Justin suggested as we finished our fourth and final beer of the evening – “I’d rather grab your ass” I whispered back – he grinned – “Stop it, cheeky!!! Wait until I get you home!” – It was the first risqué comment either of us had made throughout the whole evening, but it felt like a welcome release after two hours of self-imposed restraint and willpower I never knew I even had!!. A mere glance shared by a couple who are old friends and deeply in love can speak volumes, but the right words fan the flames of passion! And we were both hot as Hell for each-other again!!!

We went to the Pizza Hut two doors down, and ordered a take-away which arrived on the counter within five minutes, and soon we were strolling back down the dark, deserted beach. As soon as it was private enough and no prying eyes could see us, I held Justin’s hand – it felt so natural – so romantic – he stopped and turned to me, offering his delicious mouth to me again – I kissed him passionately, holding him close, grabbing his ass, pulling him to me – he opened his legs slightly as I pushed my knee between his, ‘dirty dancing’ style, and we just lost ourselves in the moment – both aware of the heat of each-others groins and the straining in our jeans, seams full to bursting… pushing one hard cock against the other through layers of cotton and denim – grinding together – we were both so horny and into each-other, we didn’t notice the three guys walking towards us…

“Hey check this” one of them shouted, “Hey leave some for us… is she hot for it? She want to play with us too ?”

They were drunk morons, but they were big drunk morons – we quickly let go of each other and started away towards the holiday caravan village at a quick jog.

“Hey fuck this – it’s two DUDE’S man – look, two fucking FAGGOTS on OUR beach – hey come here you fucking FAGS – GET THEM” they yelled.

At this me and Justin broke into a sprint – dropping the pizza and just running for our lives along the sand – luckily we were both fast – and not as drunk as the thuggish morons chasing us. We quickly lost them and back at our caravan unlocked the door and locked it again behind us. There were probably a hundred or more holiday caravans in the village – most still had their lights on – so although we took care to close all the curtains, we weren’t too worried that the thugs would track us down. We were safe now – together.

Panting, we flopped down on the bed trying to catch our breath. Justin rolled over on top of me, kissed me, his hands in my hair staring down into my face with those sapphire eyes and started giggling in such an infectious way I couldn’t help laughing myself – “Wow what a rush!” he said. “Jeez Justin, we nearly got our assess kicked!! It was like our FIRST DATE and we nearly got fucked up by those homophobes!!!!” I replied. “May I remind you”, said Justin, “that yesterday, those ‘homophobes’ would probably have been me and you – and look at us now? Maybe those dude’s just needed educating in the art of man-love” – at this we both fell into fits of giggles again and I rolled over so I was on top of him and kissed him again – I was so in love – and it was so new!!! He was no longer my rival – he was my lover. No longer had I got to cope with a girlfriend’s insecurities – I had my best friend as witty and fun as he’d always been as the best and most gorgeous lover in the world, who also loved me back. We had never even had an argument in all those years – how perfect would this relationship be now we were lovers? Apart from the obvious problem that we could never be a couple in public that is.

It’s fine for Elton John and David Furnish and the other ‘fags and queens’ in the public eye, (as Justin and me used to call them, just to seem macho!) – it was a different and privileged life for the rich and famous. For two young guys just starting out into the most wonderful romantic “forever” relationship, it would be wholly different. We both knew it. How could there be a happy ending? Bridesmaids and bouquets? Who would be the bride for starters? IF it even lasted? Hell, Justin was only sixteen and me only eighteen – but it just felt so right – but why all these crazy thoughts when we had only been an ‘item’ for a day???

My mind was racing with unanswerable questions when Justin, as he had the knack of doing, jolted me out of my terminally introspective loop of unhappy endings – “Hey – come on – you wanna be mommy or daddy tonight?” he said, sitting up and straddling my legs, hands falling naturally on my waist as if we had been a couple for years… “Ok, I’ll be daddy!” I replied, smiling, thinking of the Daisy Duke hot pants that covered his irresistible ass – knowing what was coming – “Ok, he said, come over here and suck mommy’s cock” he said, with a huge grin and a glint in those beautiful eyes!!! – “Jeez Justin, you’re such a dog sometimes…” – “Hey stud, I’m a bitch tonight, not a dog – remember?” he said, tickling me and sending us both into fits of giggles as I tickled him back and we went into a play fight on the bed – I’d never been happier.

Justin grabbed a beer for us out of the fridge whilst I undressed and put on my shorts. He came into my room and set the beers down on the bedside table and pulled out one of my baggy T-shirts from my shelf. It was a plain blue one which was too big for me – so it was way too big for my Justin, but he stripped off his clothes, let it fall over his head and he looked, to me at least, every inch the super-model again.

I sat back on the bed, grabbed my beer and twisted the lid off, watching him, then said “Hey, c’mere” – and beckoned him to join me. He sauntered over again – looking oh so sexy as usual, and straddled me. I only had my shorts on, and he had nothing on under my over-sized T-shirt, so I could feel the warmth between his legs against my crotch.

“Jeez baby, if we do it again tonight, we won’t be able to walk for the rest of the holiday!”, I said to him. “Hey, don’t go soft on me now – we can rest tomorrow – I promise not to seduce you unless you want me to” he said, again with that irresistible smile!

Grinding down a little onto the ever growing bulge in my flimsy shorts, he knelt forward and kissed me, ever so softly – and I was hooked all over again. This time it was another first for me – with him riding me in this position – and the thought crossed my mind, annoyingly; would I ever get tired of him like I got tired of my other girlfriends? – the thought was banished from my mind as my hands fell on his smooth sun-warmed thighs and I found my hands wandering up, underneath the baggy shirt he had stolen from me…. Up to his waist, around to the small of his back, so toned, back to his chest, soft yet firm – welcoming – sexy – more enchanting than any woman I had ever slept with – his body was just perfect and his face so beautiful I knew I could never say no, or resist a moment of unbridled passion with this wonderful creature…

He kissing my chest now – sucking my nipples and FUCK what a TURN-ON !!! – It felt like I was on fire – my cock heaving at my shorts to be set free next to his ass. As his hands worked over my body and his beautiful lips kissed their way up to my neck I had shudders down my spine – nobody had ever made me feel this good or this desired – that was the word – I felt totally desired – and I knew I totally desired him – so this was the perfect union.

I felt him shift his weight slightly and tug at my shorts, so I lifted my butt, as he had lifted his hours before our first indulgent act of coitus, and helped him by kicking off my shorts so I was naked underneath my beautiful feminine boyfriend – he bent down again now – kissing me again – both his hands cupping my face, and I could again feel the warmth between his legs – his hard cock heavy against my stomach as he pressed down, grinding against me as I grinded against him – still no penetration but the promise was enough to make me feel like an animal lusting for it’s mate in heat.

It was Justin’s turn to lube me – and he didn’t disappoint – now we were in my room, there was no sun-cream, but there was my jar of lip balm which he used to rib me about – he took it from the night stand and scooped almost all of it out, then reached back, as I had done to him about twelve hours before, and massaged it onto my cock – it felt awesome – not as good as being in his ass, but his hand was a magic instrument of pleasure to me – any single part of this lover of mine could turn into an object of eroticism for me – this much I knew – such was my love and lust for him.

Once he had lubed my cock, he spread the remainder on his ass cheeks and kissed me again, and loving kiss, and I knew this would be my girlfriend / boyfriend for life, if I could help it!

I had my hand on the base of my rock hard cock, as my beautiful sixteen year old lover, Justin, guided me into him – I watched his face intently as he sat with the end of my cock at the entrance of his exquisite ass. I wanted to see his facial expression as the excruciating stabbing pain of my cock violating him overcame him – as he had seen my face contort with that intense short-lived agony – I had taken his virginity from behind so I could not see his face, and although I imagined this time would be easier for him, I still anticipated a few moments of pain… then there it was… “AhhhhRRHHhh – FUCK that hurts – oh fuck it…” – then a moment later it was gone – my rock hard cock enveloped by the beautiful ass of my boy-lover, as he rode down on it and his expression turned from one of pain, to one of exquisite pleasure….

The lip balm gave a different kind of sensation to the sun cream before – this seemed to offer more resistance – each time could be different – it was only the second time my cock had been in my pretty lover’s ass – but already I knew it was the only place I ever wanted it to be. As Justin worked up and down on me – his hands on my chest, my hands sliding from his silky warm thighs up to his slim waist and back again I looked into his face – the face of an angel in ecstasy – eyes closed, mouth again half open – I wished I could reach up and kiss him again – then I looked down to his cock – now rock hard – the pleasure he was deriving from my cock in his ass was enough to make his cock hard again – I marveled at my luck and hoped it would last forever…

As he bounced up and down on me, and I got used to the rhythm, I started to fuck back into him and meet him with a ‘slap’ of our bodies together – I was hammering into him as deep as I could and he was loving every second – his eyes closed – his moans as loud as mine – then I could feel it – as his moans got louder and his breath started to catch in gasps, his hands digging into my chest… I felt the inside of his ass starting to grip and suck me in, spasming again – YESS – he’s coming – I started to jerk his dick, at the same time aiming it at my mouth – I craned my neck to get as close as possible as he yelled out and streams of cum jetted from his beautiful cock – most went straight onto my tongue and into my throat, but some splashed wasted onto my face and cheeks – this was the catalyst for my own passion to give release, and as I felt the remnants of Justin’s hot salty cum cooling on my face and chest and sliding gloriously down my throat as I swallowed what I could, I came to the fiercest orgasm of my life so far – squeezing his slender hips so hard I left bruises, I smashed his ass down hard as I thrust up as deep as I could into my tender lover and forced jet after jet of cum into him as he whimpered and held my wrists…

I cannot explain the sensation of being ridden my such a wonderful creature as Justin – everything about him spells fun and sexiness – and to realize you are the one he has chosen to fulfill his wildest fantasies is something I know I will be thankful for every day!

The rest of our week away was a blur – we enjoyed each-other for every waking moment, and probably most of the sleeping moments too – we were and still are inseparable.

Things got a bit complicated when we got home – planning our new secret lives together – but I promise the excitement is still there – and we are still so in love.

If you want to hear more, let me know and I’ll write more – Julian and I both get a thrill from reading our story back and if we ever needed any more heat in our love life (which I don’t think we will!!!) – we can just read our story back again and re-live the magic.

Chris & Julian xxx

P.S. We can finally sign our Christmas cards like that – from both of us – we’re officially a couple – but more about that if you’re interested ;-)