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For the next five days, Chris and Shane had eyes for nothing and no one but each other. It virtually felt as though they were on a honeymoon. They talked about everything, got to really know each other, caught up on every relevant thing they’d missed in each other’s lives for all those years they’d spent apart. There were things they learnt about each other that surprised them. They felt closer to each other, freer with each other, totally in sync with each other, and as strange as it seemed to both of them, they fell even more in love. And they didn’t even have sex.
“I’m really not looking forward to going back to all that…noise and work,” Chris murmured, playing with the hairs around Shane’s nipple.
“Hmm…” Shane hummed in answer to what Chris said. Then a soft sound escaped him. “I…I back…work.”
They were sitting on the patio outside, taking in the wonderful scenery, with Shane’s head in Chris’ lap. Ignoring his protests, Chris had undone the top buttons on Shane’s shirt and stuck his hand in there to play with his nipples, and it was driving Shane crazy. From the naughty smile on Chris’ face, Shane knew Chris was very much aware of the effect what he was doing was having on him and was enjoying watching him squirm. Fuck!
“I didn’t catch what you said,” Chris murmured, turning his head to look at the outline of Shane’s hardness against his thigh, trapped inside his jeans. It looked painfully hard and mouthwateringly sexy as fuck.
“Fuck you.” Shane laughed softly and groaned when he felt Chris’ fingers begin to rub his hardness through his jeans. “Oh god, Chris…” Shane breathed.
Chris leaned down and took Shane’s mouth in a kiss so soft and sensual it blew Shane’s mind. As they kissed, Chris unzipped Shane and slipped his hand inside to stroke his hard leaking cock. Shane moaned into the kiss and his hips jerked as he fucked himself into Chris’ hand. He wanted Chris so bad it was driving him insane. Then…
“Damn, I really feel like a swim.” Chris broke off the kiss and murmured against Shane’s lips. “Come on, you’ll love it.” Chris zipped Shane up and pushed him up.
Shane looked like he was going to combust with frustration. But Chris was already up and heading into the house. That was supposed to be his fucking role, Shane thought frustrated. Since pronouncing a ‘no orgasm’ punishment on Chris, Shane had never passed an opportunity to tease Chris ruthlessly. When Chris least expected it, Shane would strike…touch him, fondle him, get him close to release, and then leave him on the brink.
Shane did that a number of times in a day and it always drove Chris crazy. Once, he’d actually woken Chris with his hot mouth on his dick. Chris had gotten so into it that when Shane had abruptly gotten off his cock, preventing his release, Chris had rained curses on him. Shane still smiled whenever he remembered that morning. And that was how it had been for their past five days of relaxed bliss.
But arousing Chris never failed to arouse Shane himself. Though sometimes it was difficult for Shane to pull back since he wanted Chris so badly too, Chris’ reaction after each teasing was always worth Shane’s own blue balls. But at that moment, Shane couldn’t help but feel that Chris was now turning the tables on him. Fuck!
Chris was inside the house for a while. When he finally came back out in his swim trunks, Shane was still sitting where he’d left him.
“Hey, I brought you swim shorts.” Chris threw the shorts to Shane and started moving towards the sea. “Would have loved to go skinny-dipping but wouldn’t wanna scandalize Isabel as I don’t know the time she and Jon will get back.” Chris threw over his shoulders. That whole stretch around the house was private property so Chris could have comfortably decided to go skinny dipping.
Shane turned to look at Chris then and gasped. He wasn’t at all prepared for what he saw. Chris was in a baby-blue short, low waist, body-hugging swim trunks that had Shane salivating and getting short of breath. And his arse in that sexy trunk was out of this world. Though Shane would have loved to see Chris bared-arsed, that sexy butt in the equally sexy swim trunks was even hotter.
“Shit.” Shane breathed as he stood and headed for the changing room.
They swam for a very long time, splashing each other and simply having fun. Shane got out first and went to sit on a dry spot with his back to the stylish marble curb leading to the house. As he toweled himself dry, he watched Chris swim. He couldn’t help but admire Chris’ beautiful body. The way his sexy abs and biceps flexed as he moved through the water, hard and rippling with muscle. The man was so boldly masculine and gorgeous.
Shane felt himself getting hard and groaned. For someone who was determined to hold out on Chris, drive the man out of his mind with want, he sure was doing a fine job Shane thought sarcastically. He couldn’t think straight, seeing all that hot, mouthwateringly delicious body of Chris on display. He was blinded by so much lust he was contemplating damning his so-called punishment and ravishing Chris, right there on the beach. Where was the punishment when he the punisher was suffering so much? Shane watched as Chris finally got out of the water and headed towards him with a grin.
“Fuck, I enjoyed that.” Chris laughed, flopping down beside Shane and snatching the towel to wipe his hair. “That was f…” Chris trailed off when his eyes landed on Shane’s bulge. The man was so hard Chris could see his cock jerk inside his wet black swim shorts. His plan couldn’t have gone better, Chris thought smugly. Looking at Shane’s throbbing length, Chris got so hard so fast he felt dizzy. “You’re so damn stubborn.” Chris breathed as he reached for the cord on Shane’s shorts.
“Chris…” Shane groaned in a feeble protest when his mammoth cock was released to the cool sea breeze. “I don’t think…” He began when Chris leaned down, his intentions clear.
“Shut the fuck up, Shane.” Chris growled just as he engulfed about half of Shane’s cock in his hot, wet mouth.