Date: Sun, 9 Jan 2022 09:53:17 +0000 (UTC)
From: Terry Green <terrygreen822@aol.com>
Subject: Beach Time with Duoy

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Delaware isn't known for much. Maybe their beaches, President Biden, and
the small size. Yet this was the first state of the original thirteen to
sign the constitution. 1787 might sound like a long time ago, but it
really is a microcosm of nothing compared, to the hundred thousand years
humans have existed. If you think about earths age of 4.5 billion years
or so, this was literally yesterday. Those men wearing wigs and with
quill pens, and now my roommate Duoy and I booked our Bethany Beach trip
on the internet. We were more than roommates after our college
educations, but best friends in every regard. Living near Baltimore now,
we both had promising careers in Charm City, we shared a two bedroom
apartment.

Like most guys in their early 20's, we weren't exactly bringing in lots
of money. Yet by pooling our resources, we did alright and often took
turns cooking dinner. I was the lucky one as Duoy was a first generation
Vietnamese American, while my British American parents had taught me
minimal cooking. This wasn't to say I didn't try new recipes, and I was
able to cook some delicious meals with the slow cooker. Yet Duoy cooked
all kinds of tasty Vietnamese pho dishes, and also was gifted with
culinary skills that far encompassed mine. Quite often I'd agree to
clean up and other chores, for his off the hook tasty dumplings and spicy
chicken.

True we did sometimes save up to eat out. Baltimore County had a lot of
variety, and Mario's was one of our favorite Italian restaurants. It was
another American success story, as the owner had left Italy, and brought
his talents to this restaurant that could best be described as a "hole
in the wall." Yet his delicious meals, generous portions, service, and
prices brought us and others to be regulars. Here was one place we
splurged a bit, as Duoy and I would eat here quite often. Sometimes his
college sister would join us, and one night she had us both laughing as
she figured us out. We were more than best friends, we also were lovers.
For his work in a classified position, sadly we had to keep our passion
on the down low, but Hue knew all along. She promised us "our
relationship was a secret," and Duoy breathed a sense of relief, as his
parents wouldn't appreciate it.

They were not overtly hateful, but very biased. In Vietnamese culture the
oldest male is supposed to be the responsible one. With these duties
comes finding a suitable wife, and having lots of children. This has a
lot to die with multiple invasions of that country, and religious
missionaries changing some Buddhist views to more Catholic style. Sure I
had spent time with his family, and they were very polite to me, but I
also received a lot of questioning from them about finding a wife and
children. Inside I was busting out, as the only children I had produced,
were in their sons mouth or asshole. He was very sexy, and it was so
difficult to maintain this facade, as I always wanted to be with him.
This upcoming weekend would allow for that.

Duoy had been working a lot of hours for his agency. More often than not,
he came home late and slept in his bedroom. As he slept in, I'd be off
to my first year as a high school history teacher. It had been a mixed
bag. My principal Dr Lewis had helped with my confidence, as she herself
was young, and it helped she also was a fellow University of Maryland
Terrapin. To her credit she had teachers mentor me, and the feedback I
got from students and their parents was positive. Admittedly I was
cruising on easy street in the upscale part of the city, so my students
didn't have to many discipline problems. Sure they were a little
entitled, but most of them were genuinely interested in American history.

I was lucky that Dr Lewis allowed flexibility. Instead of sticking
completely with the county and state curriculum, she allowed me to
discuss the Tulsa and Florida riots, that showed racism was very much an
issue with recent events. It was a thrilling project, to see students
understand what this, and the Freddie Gray and George Floyd incidents had
in common. Quite often these young folks would discuss, the bringing down
of confederate statues. There were frank discussions, and my policy was
always to "speak your mind, but be prepared with evidence." Some of my
students ran with this, and it was obvious some of them would be lawyers
one day. Their unvarnished naivety was inspiring, and I hoped they'd be
more successful, than our generation had been with human rights for all.

Duoy always wore the same gray suits to work. He was able to tell me,
that a lot of his day involved computer and communication technology. I
learned about some of his colleagues funny habits. It sounded like a
quirky bunch. My fellow educators weren't all that exciting, but I liked
being able to dress business casual. Slacks and a clearance shirt from
Jos A Bank worked well. I was wearing $35 to $45 worth of clothes, and
looking fairly sharp with my 6'3 muscular frame. Sometimes finding
clearance wasn't easy with my size, but a bit of determination helped,
as did having a fellow classmate working in their sales division.

I enjoyed my 40 hour work week, but it was time for a break. It was more
than that with grading papers, along with licensure classes and the like.
The covid internet classes were wearing me out. Actually all employees of
the school district. The fatigue from the virus, plus three hour long
programs about "safety " were yawn inducing. Lots of coffee cups were
drank. Still Duoy had it far worse, and he kissed me as well as thanking
me profusely one morning, for agreeing to book our hotel for Bethany
Beach. "My pleasure," as we hugged and kissed more. Why did he have to
go to work again, as his lips felt amazing as we kissed, and as I touched
his spiky hair. He smelled so sexy. I was pent up and knew he was too,
and while I knew we'd walk the beach and the like, there was going to be
some drinking and sexual tension released. Watching him walk away, and
getting into his well used Civic, I knew he was thinking along similar
lines.

"Those apple bottom jeans," played out of the Bluetooth speaker in the
kitchen. That was the same song we heard, as we met at the Delta house
off campus. That frat location was the place to be, and although not a
member, several of my friends were high up in this Greek organization. As
I drank who knows how many jungle juices, I saw this very sexy clean
shaven Asian guy. He looked familiar. Then again I was drunk, but he was
from on campus. I introduced myself to him. "I'm Duoy." He had a
wonderful smile, and was looking sexy decked to the nines. Standing in at
maybe 5'6, he exuded silent confidence. As we drank together, I noticed
he was eyeing me up and down. That grain alcohol was really strong.

The party scene was pumping, as rap music cranked so hard the walls
vibrated. Just like other frat parties, things started to get out of
control. Next to us was a half naked woman blowing what appeared to be
her boyfriend, and everyone was in a circle as they were oblivious to the
crowd watching. The black girl had his white penis all the way in her
mouth, and I admired her skill as she gently nestled his balls, as her
tongue and lips moved in tandem. They were so wasted, but even in my last
dash of sobriety I realized she was able to really give good head. It had
been sometime since I had, and I tried to catch each image for future
memory. That's when the police came in, and crashed our party that,
allowed us to relax from the rigors of academics. Both county and campus
officers were there, doing their usual threaten with arrest routine, as
we all dispersed in a thousand directions.

Drunk and confused, Duoy was trashed as well. He was giggling. A silly
drunk. I went up to him and said, "want to walk back to campus
together?" We did the usual look left and right twenty times, before we
crossed a street. Booze was very much slowing down our coordination, so
at least we were able to use what little reasoning our brains had left.
It was a warm morning and Duoy asked me, "want to come to my dorm room
and drink some more?" "Sure." We arrived at Annapolis Hall, which was
only two buildings down from my Salisbury. He was a political science and
computer science student, so that was why he looked familiar. We were in
the same psychology elective with two hundred others.

His dorm room had another bed. "Rob is out this weekend with his
girlfriend." Looking at their pictures, they were an attractive couple.
They had that aura that screamed "will be married." As Duoy went to his
little fridge, he poured in soda and mixed it with Jack Daniels. Oh yes
now the buzz was starting to come back. What an immaculate feeling, to be
animated yet sedated, with everything slowing down. Duoy was telling me
something, and I followed him with rapt attention. Duoy was very charming
in a subtle way, and soon he said "I'm going to get into just my boxers
if okay with you." "I will as well as it's hot in here."

Not even a half hour later, we were watching a movie, and out of nowhere
we were completely naked. We were standing together, kissing, and rubbing
our penises together. It felt so good, and in our drunken inhibitions,
everything was thrown to the way side. He was smooth all over, and I was
gravitating towards that attractive shaved small penis. Touching him he
sat down on the couch. Moaning he offered no resistance, as I gently
massaged his equally small but shaved so pretty testicles. They were so
sensitive, and I without thinking took him in my mouth. Massaging his
testes like the woman did, he was arching his back. Smiling and moaning.
I took his diminutive but really cute penis all the way into my mouth,
and he held on to my platinum blonde hair as I corralled him with my
lips. Locking on his cock, I was able to get him in my mouth completely.

Soon he was in between my legs. Rubbing my eight inch cock his Asian eyes
got really big. "I've never seen a bigger cock. You are huge." Smiling
I watched his small hands wrapped around my monster. Right there as his
mouth went down, I knew instinctively I wasn't his first. He really knew
how to satisfy me, and my toes and fingers curled as I became lost to his
saliva and lips. Oh my this was electric. I was in another place, as all
worries dissipated, and watching him with my penis was the ultimate turn
on. He gave me a blowjob of the ages, and as my precum was on his lips he
breathed out and said, "I want you."

Mere seconds later I was fingering and lubing his ass. Such a nice
bootie. He really was smooth all over, and I couldn't wait to experience
him. His hole was so tight, and with his near feminine moans, I became
even more aroused. Fingering him and kissing, we finally joined one
another in the quest other gay men had been enjoying for thousands of
years. I took him from behind. His knees on the couch, I gently
penetrated him a inch at a time. He had been fucked before, but I was
going to get the tightest ride of my life. All of my lovers were tight,
but this was uncharted territory, as Duoy's cheeks up were shaking from
the insertion done so far. He was doing all he could to allow me access,
but the size of my penis was something he wasn't accustomed to.

Our first experience together was electric though. I penetrated him after
considerable time and effort. Eventually his feet were on my jagged built
shoulders, and I watched my sex organ go into his hole. He was moaning as
was I, as the gay mating call had begun as our two had become one.
Playing with his penis, I gently moved in further, and also held on to
his hips. The sights and sounds of lube traveling with my genitals was
hot, and the smell of our sweat and sex was aromatic. Hearing him moan as
I pushed in further, I was tending up, and couldn't take it any longer.
The whirlwind session finished as I came in his tight hole, and my face
made multiple contortions. My cum was in him, and I sat him next to me,
looking into his tired but sensual eyes. Kissing I jerked him off, with
his hot white cum on my fingers. Then we passed out.

Several years later he was driving to a undisclosed location, and I was
filling up my dollar store mug with coffee. This piece of garbage had
worked well until recently, but started to leak on my beat up Ford
Edge's console. I wasn't pleased as the car didn't need to look worse.
It was a beater, and I knew that eventually, I'd have to get a new ride.
Duoys friend was a car dealer, so I knew I'd get a decent deal. Teachers
aren't millionaires. At least the ones I knew, and Dr Lewis's salary
was public info. Triple digits but considering our area's cost of
living, I didn't see her with a German car anytime soon.

Friday had finally rolled around. As usual my classes were chaotic. Being
not much older than the students, I understood far too well. They were
going to be out this weekend too, probably drinking and smoking weed. If
it was my preference they'd go with weed, as drinking did far more
damage. I did my best to calm the savage beasts, but only so much could
be done. They were amped up, but it was good to get in some exercises on
the 1964 civil rights and voting act. It horrified and shocked my
students that LBJ used the "N word " so freely, but I reminded them
that this was far too common even nowadays. That words have value, and
people should be treated with dignity and humanity. A week done, and upon
a quick commute back to the apartment, I grabbed Duoy and my stuff to go
in the car. Checking quickly I noticed he was bringing the jock strap I
had requested along with the warming lube. He was going to need it. Also
the knee high fish net stockings. This was going to be a fun trip, and
just what both of us needed.

Due to it being off season, I had been able to get us a beachfront hotel
at reasonable cost. We would be able to dine, and also visit Fort Miles
Historical area. Right off the Lewes beach close by, Duoy had been joking
with me about my history "nerd time." Yet I knew he was interested deep
down, and he would like the observation towers at least. It was an area
many on the east coast, were not aware that existed, but during World War
2 it has been a hotbed of activity. Duoy's car pulled in on time, and he
went into the apartment quick. Within fifteen minutes he was back in,
wearing sweatpants and a tshirt. He was right, time for us to chill.

Baltimore and Annapolis can be unique for traffic. It's hit or miss. Yet
we were chugging along to past Ocean City, and were in Delaware so
quickly. Parking the car, Duoy and I checked in at the inn. For those who
aren't familiar, Bethany Beach is very LGBT friendly, and the
establishment I had us in was gay owned. They definitely had the bright
colors and decor down, and walking in Duoy loosened up a lot. Here it was
okay to hold hands, to kiss in public, and to embrace. It was liberating
for both of us, and Mark at the front desk was very sweet. He upgraded us
to the top floor room, which had extra amenities. Both Duoy and I were
very grateful.

As soon as we got in the room, we liked the green paint, and the
comfortable looking king bed and TV set up. Yet as I tried to get a view
of the Atlantic, Duoy started to unzip my pants. What was this all about?
We were set to get some seafood, but Duoy lowered me into the bed and
said, "you need a blowjob baby, then we will eat." I couldn't resist
and in what seemed to be mere minutes, I had a solid orgasm and Duoy was
licking his lips. "Later on I do expect you to make love to me though."
Sure thing!

Morgan's Seafood was as good as advertised. We had a nice table looking
over the beach, and the evening lights showed us the sea was rather
ferocious. Amazing to think 75% of the globe was water, and that humans
knew more about space than the oceans. Duoy and I had a nice
conversation, as we recently watched the Disney Classic "20,000 Leagues
Under the Sea." It was old and cheesy, but we both liked the story and
musical notes that went with it. Duoy found the actor who played Captain
Nemo diabolically brilliant, and I had to admit a excellent performance.
As we dined on salmon we got lost in each other's eyes. I asked for the
check, and decided we should take a walk by the ocean.

Waves crashing had always been my favorite sound. Duoy knew this and held
my hand, as we walked by the mighty ocean. He made me laugh, as he
brought up Jaws and "You're going to need a bigger boat." That was an
old one too. Then again his knowledge of all things cultural defied his
24 years of life. We had met at college, and here we were at the hub of
evolution. Millions of years ago, some creature grew legs and breathed
oxygen out of the water for the first time. Was Darwin really correct?
Also we're we as insignificant as the heads of sand our shoes walked
upon? It was deep thinking but I smiled. Having Duoy with me, we smiled,
and soon behind a dune we kissed and embraced to the sounds of Mother
Nature.

Somehow with only a glass of wine each, we fell asleep in each other's
arms. Dinner had been good, and perhaps it was our bodies way of saying
"relax." We woke up together. Kissing and hugging, it was getting
cooler out. Duoy and I made our way back to the hotel, and opened up the
champagne bottle left for us by Mark. He was so thoughtful. Soon we were
very relaxed, and I put on some music for Duoy and I to dance together
with. We did for some time, but that mischievous look crept across his
eyes. He was so easy to read, and without a word he closed the bedroom
door. I snapped my knuckles as I was ready, and even more after having
watched his hips sashay in my strong hands to the melodies.

There he was in our living room, wearing the tight little orange shorts,
and fishnet stockings. His smooth legs made me twitch as I knew what I
had to do. Him. I smelled his feminine perfume and pushed him into the
room, grabbing his ass as we kissed. So passionately and warm. I touched
his nipples in a circular pattern, and did the same to the back of his
neck, and could see that 4" bulge out of the tight shorts. Taking the
fishnets off, I pulled his shorts away from him too. Now under the light
I saw exactly what I wanted. Duoy was wearing the black leather jock
strap, with the holes for his hard penis and shaved balls to go through.
Kissing he moaned as I gently palmed his very warm nuts in my hands. He
had the most sensitive balls, and as I stroked his clay hard penis, he
knew what was coming his way. I so loved him and how he felt in my hands,
mouth, and that I loved to suck the salt and sweat from all over his
body. Tight and athletic, he was going to get tagged properly.

That succulent aroma off of him, the fragrance and his pheromones.
Completely vulnerable as I knew what to expect when I turned him around.
My ass. Oh yes and as we kissed, I picked him up and eventually landed on
the bed with him. Kissing and licking, touching him everywhere he was lit
as the illuminated sun as I took his precum oozing penis in my mouth. Up
and down I was delighted to deep throat him. I sucked his beyond aware
balls, and turned him over licking that hole with my tongue so long that
it went on forever. He was literally gasping and I had somehow taken my
clothes off, as my pants and underwear couldn't be bothered to hold in
my hard penis anymore. I got turned on seeing the dry cum marks from
where earlier Duoy had sucked me off, and as I licked his ass he was
begging me to fuck him.

My fingers and lube made their inevitable way inside of him. He was
literally using every muscle to grab on my fingers. Those kegel exercises
were no joke. Lubing his insides, I made sure to feel up his smooth ass.
He had that peach that all of us want. Perfect and so succulent. I loved
the taste of him in my mouth, and I had him sit up on his knees. He was
going to get it doggie style, and this way was good to introduce him to
my eight inches of thick white cock that disappeared in his skin tone.
Holding on to his waist he gasped as maybe I got too excited, so I was
more careful with my movements. Inch by inch we had done in, and now my
very large low hanging balls were the only thing stopping further
penetration. Duoy muffled "I love your balls on my ass. It's so good to
be full of you." This turned me on even more, and soon there was a
connection of alpha and beta fucking like the primates we were.

The bed creaked. The stories it could tell. He was now riding me, his
feet on my legs as he controlled the up and down motion or our mating
ritual. His pushing down and clamping on my cock drove me to insatiable
levels. He was hard as I felt his penis on me, and I loved how his butt
cheeks felt in my hands through that kinky jock strap. We kissed so
intensely. Holding hands as we became one, and the experience was an all
body one. Who knew how many nerve endings? It was so intense, warm,
peaceful, yet at home as we settled into a rhythm that we both desired.

The simmering heat. The connection of our fingers. Soon he was faced away
from me, his ass so perfectly round. My cock glided in him as a puzzle
piece that fit inside, the ever not stop sensations. It was remarkable
the chemistry and passion we had, and as he was riding me, those
diminutive soft hands grabbed my balls. He had me exactly where he
wanted, as I pumped away with new found intensity. Saw starlight's as my
irises narrowed, and my cock exploded in him, as he climaxed at the same
time. His howl and cum on my legs, as we fell asleep together. My little
spoon. I woke up to kiss him and our lips together. This was paradise and
slept as if it was a hibernation. Only noise was our breathing and
heartbeats together.

Waking up to the smell of sea with the heater on next to the bed, was
Duoy with a warm cup of coffee. Black with a little sugar just how I
liked it. As usual he had his green tea. Damn he was so cute with his
spiky hair and that lovely body of his. Wearing only small underwear with
a thong, his tan complexion revealed his penis through the fronts. Duoy
smiled and said, "save it for tonight big boy." He walked away giving
me a view of the thong, and how I wanted to be there at this time. Yet he
was correct, first breakfast and lunch. Miles Ford Historic Park as well.
Yes I was having a difficult time getting clothes on, and his charming
smile let me know, that he was enjoying making my hormones light up.

We found a quick breakfast in the inn's lobby. It was good, but what I
liked best, was Duoy and I could be more open. Other couples were around
us, creating a sense of harmony and safety. We held hands and he kindly
made sure I had enough napkins after cereal. Then we were off. Duoy was
so sweet, and brought me an extra orange juice for the drive. It was only
15 minutes to Lewes, Delaware. We entered Miles Ford Park, paid the fee
to the lady out front, and parked the car. It was an interesting area, as
Duoy and I went up the observation towers. If you're thinking these are
modern, they are the complete opposite.

These were erected in the 1930s and 40's, due to the German U boat
threat. Men sat watch 24/7 on these 150 feet tall spires during WW2 on
the coast, and completely open to the elements. If it was cold now, I
couldn't begin to imagine what these twenty something's had to contend
with. Storms were common, and there were pictures of where when the ocean
flooded, it came close to the observation decks. Boredom. Countless hours
of looking at the waves for the enemy, but other than a couple
unconfirmed sightings, it might have been for naught. Yet I was
appreciative of these young men, and the hours they must have stood
looking for nazi's. Duoy found a really neat diagram of how the towers
worked, along with how these sentries signaled each other with lights.
Now it was a click of a text or at worst a portable radio.

It was an amazing place. Duoy and I toured some of the barracks. They
were very primitive. We saw some of the guns of WW2, that stood ready for
any type of enemy invasion. Even now in 2022, one could easily discern
these were weapons of violence. The thought of "Saving Private Ryan"
flashed through me, and I had to admit, it probably was better to do our
bloody work in foreign lands and not our shores. There was a trail, and
despite a crisp breeze, Duoy and I hiked it for some exercise along with
learning a bit.

For the rest of the day, we went to a few salt water taffy stores, and
then a arcade. As always Duoy won a big stuffed animal with the claw
machine. He had a gift for getting these. The big bear would look cool in
our apartment. He also won a pair of AirPods. I earned a lollipop out of
a candy machine. Both of us had a lot of fun. We found Bethany Beaches
shirt stores funny, but also found a great book store. Used books as
well, so there was some money being saved. Both of us were avid readers,
so we must have bought ten or eleven books.

Dinner was at another seafood restaurant. Duoy had Maryland crabs, or
that's what they were promised to be. I dined on flounder, which was
delicious, as were the seared vegetables that it was served with. All
truly fresh seafood, and terrific service. The view wasn't impressive as
the first restaurant, but Laurie our server was captivating and fun. She
was going to school at our former rival Salisbury State, but played
nicely with us. Of course we tipped her 50% as she made the day even more
whimsical. On leaving we wished her well, despite being one of those
awful business administration majors.

We took some good pictures of Bethany's nightlife. Admittedly spring and
summer would be busier. Yet we liked the relaxing atmosphere. It was more
our speed, as we both had been through a lot of career and other
challenges the past year. Just walking around and goofing off was
therapeutic. Also Duoy and I found the beach again. Behind a dune we held
hands, kissed, and dammit did he have to tease me by putting his hands
down my pants. I was going to have to resolve this. Smiling and kissing,
we held hands and drew pictures in the sand as the water washed over
them. Such a refreshing way to reflect together.

At the hotel we said hi to Mark. He was his usual cheerful self, and
despite many hours worked, I knew once home on a review sight he would
get a job well done. Our stay had been a pleasant one, yet ultimately
it's not the destination, but the people that make it what it is. A good
day out and about and as I stepped in the shower, I was pleasantly
surprised by Duoy. "Let's save water love." It was so good to lather
each other up, and we kissed as the hot water force came at us. He looked
so sexy and I liked how he felt against me. Grabbing his ass, we soaped
each other up more, and no words were needed. The sound of our lips
meeting plus the water sounds, all were indicators of a night of romance
and purposeful passion.

Duoy helped me to dry off, and watching him from the bed, I admired his
short petite frame. His skin tone and everything about him was so sexy.
Naked and vulnerable I smiled at him. He grinned back. Duoy knew what was
coming, as spending the day together studying history and relaxing at the
beach, he was naughty getting me worked up behind the dune. As he got in
the bed, he kissed me and said "let me check something." His hands
moved down under the sheets to my testicles. Oh yes it felt thrilling.
"They are bigger than usual baby." I was hard as a rock, as he gently
and deftly stirred my tanks. Yet as he kissed me he said "I'll be out
in a little while." Walking in the bathroom, leaving me with a
completely full shaft and nuts, I was starting to feel aggravated and
like a bull left in a field for too long.

What the hell was he doing in there? Getting a manicure? I was hearing
noises in there, and when he came out, he was wearing the yellow mesh
underwear with his cock holder. I could see his shaved crotch and his
hardness, and he also had painted his beautiful fingernails yellow as
well. He bent over and told me, "I'm more than ready to be your bitch,
as tonight I need you to fuck my brains out." That fantastic peach. The
octaves in his voice that I definitely was going to add notes to. I was
now throbbing, took the covers off, and showed him my now gigantic cock.
"You're going to start with this." Grabbing his head, I made him start
sucking me off. His lips and rhythm were impeccable. I kept mashing his
face down to my genitals, and he was doing well giving me a sloppy
blowjob. Precum off of his lips, he licked on and took my ever sensitive
testes in his mouth.

He was really slobbering my knob, and precum was all over him. I grabbed
him and threw him down, on top of my face so we could 69. The same time
slurping noises and smells of male passion were around us. He moaned in
that high pitch that drove me crazy, and soon I had the lube and fingers
exploring his insides. His whole asshole and that bulb inside were mine.
I pillaged him and he shook violently. It was if I made him my personal
PlayStation, and he kept breathing heavy. "Take me Terry, now!" Duoy
didn't have to tell me twice, as I bent him over and took him like a
junkyard dog.

No warnings or taking it easy. We were past the point of return for our
normal formalities, and his hands grabbed the bed as he suppressed scream
after scream. I had my strong hands and arms around his waist and was
just having my way with him. It was electric as his wet tight hole was
stretching for my cock, and I was balls deep in my lover. He couldn't do
a thing. All he could do was gasp as I throttled him with tenacity. Sweat
off of both of us, my dick made his ass my personal zip code. He had
started it at the beach and just a little while ago, and I was going to
finish it with him being my yellow fingered sissy that got plowed to my
desires,

I turned him over and fucked him from the edge of the bed. Breathing even
more rapidly, I looked into his eyes and they danced. Duoy's yellow
fingernails were digging into my chest, and I felt something that can
only be described as full body pleasure. Our mutual connection, as we as
a tandem. I pushed in and he pushed down, to allow me all the way inside
of him. Soon we were kissing and he got on top of me. Now the bed really
creaked. Looking at each other we were an incredible team, and what we
had was love, trust, and understanding. We had developed an even deeper
respect for each other this weekend. Kissing along with our hands
touching and holding one another, we had it all as a couple and made love
hours into the night. Over and over again we both orgasmed. And the sleep
that followed it was nothing short of blissful, as we could hug each
other to the sounds of the Atlantic mere feet away from us.