Date: Thu, 04 Feb 2010 17:20:24 -0500
From: Barry Mattison <stories@barrymattison.com>
Subject: College in the Desert-Chapter XIV

College in the Desert-Chapter XIV
Vacation Continues
AUTHOR: Barry Mattison

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INTRODUCTION:

This is a fictional story about how two young guys met at college, started
a friendship that quickly became a long term relationship, and endured all
the good times and the bad times of that relationship over the coming
years. The characters in "College in the Desert" are all fictional and any
semblance to real persons--living or deceased--is purely coincidental.

DISCLAIMER:

This fictional story is written for the gay reader in particular and
describes scenes of male nudity and sexual acts between two or more guys
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Chapter XIV-Seaside Vacation Continues
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Justin and Doug are finally on vacation and have arrived at the first stop
on the trip to their final stop, a week at a Bed & Breakfast on the
California seashore. They're spending the night at a B&B a little over
halfway to their destination...a surprisingly nice, gay place that's well
decorated with an exotic island theme, pool and jacuzzi complete with a
cute couple named Jake and Tom.

The boys spent some time – naked – in the jacuzzi with them talking
about relationships, living together and some of the realities that come
up. They all seemed to enjoy each others company and spent quite a while
talking. Afterwards they split up and headed to their own rooms.

Jake and Tom were headed up the coast the next day to Monterey Bay,
celebrating their fifth anniversary, and Justin and Doug wanted to get on
the road and get to their destination on the beach to begin enjoying their
days in the sun, and the bed, and the bushes, and the...

Later that night, comfortably wrapped in each others arms, Justin asked me
about my family life growing up. We had wanted to get to know each other
much better this week and he was wasting no time. So I talked for some time
about my growing up back east, my family and how I was the only gay one,
which did cause some problems between my parents and I.

"I eventually left to get away from the rednecks and the oppression of
feeling like I couldn't be me. I hoped that somewhere else in the country I
could find whatever I was looking for. So I packed only one carry on, some
music, some money, a few clothes, and landed in Las Vegas. That's where I
met Jeff through his lover, Joe."

Justin rolled over onto his back, looking at the ceiling for a few minutes
contemplating all I had told him about my family and growing up. I'd had
left out some things, like jobs and things I'd done for my father, but that
could be saved for later. Both of us were tired and needed sleep to get on
the road in the morning. But...Justin still wanted to know a few more
things...and I would never hold back anything on him.


"So when you came to Las Vegas, you were still a virgin?"

"Yeah, I think I told you about all this, and about the guy that raped me
and all that."

"Oh yeah, you did. So I'm like, let's see...the third relationship you've
ever had?"

"I'd say more like the first real one, but the second relationship. You're
the first person that I've ever loved this much and felt so strongly
about. I guess the other one was an experience in the way not to be treated
and not to treat someone else. I learned a lot and won't make the same
mistakes. I'm not perfect by any means, and I'm sure that there will be
days that we'll be mad at each other, but we promised to settle any
differences between us before the sun sets that day and I believe that's
the key to keeping any relationship alive. Letting bad things fester day
after day only makes them worse. Once they reach a certain point it almost
becomes impossible to reconcile the relationship. That's what I see
happening with gay, straight marriages, relationships, whatever it may
be. I don't ever want that to happen to us and I don't ever want to lose
you."

Justin lowered his gaze from the ceiling back to me and began gently
stroking my cheek. Just his touch could lower my heartbeat and my breathing
to a minimum with the outpouring of love I could feel coming from his
body. I rolled over tight to him and wrapped my arm around his chest as he
pulled me tight to him; he kissed my forehead as I drifted off to sleep,
dreaming of us and our happy future.

The next thing I knew it was almost time to get up. The rays of the early
morning sunlight were creeping through the nearby forest and peeking into
our open window. It was nice and cool out and I could picture the fog
working its way through the forest and out into the parking lot. Justin was
spooning me nice and tight to stay warm as the cool morning mist drifted
through the open windows. I was just thinking that I wished I could wake up
this way every morning when Justin woke up, lifting his head up over my
shoulder to see the rays of the morning sun coming through the window.

"Good morning honey," I mumbled as I lifted his hand from my chest and
kissed it.

He responded by tightening his grip on my chest and snuggling even closer,
and then stretching his body to it's full length, he arch his back, almost
impaling me on his morning woodie. It felt hot and I wanted more, and with
one quick move backwards he was in all the way. I don't know if that's what
he was expecting, but that's what he got. I definitely took advantage of
the situation by starting a slow, rhythmic in and out on his rock hard
cock; in a second he joined in and we began to fuck in sync with him taking
the lead. I couldn't see him as he rolled me onto my stomach, pistoning his
cock deep into my ass, then pulling out until the pink, pointed head of his
circumcised penis was poised at the entrance of my hole. I lifted my butt
up to accommodate his steely cock better as he came closer and closer to
the edge. I could feel his heavy balls tighten up as he let loose with a
load of semen deep within my bowels and I sprayed my cum all over the
sheets. As our mutual orgasms slowed down Juss rolled off and lay beside me
in a sweat; I lifted myself up onto his chest and looked him in the face.

The morning rays of the sun highlighted my face as I commented,"Wouldn't
that be such a nice way to wake up every morning babe?"

"It would make me the happiest person in the world, or one of them anyway."
He raised his hands and grabbed my butt cheeks and squeezed.

"I hope they're used to sticky sheets," I said, "with all the cum I sprayed
all over. Maybe I should rinse the sheets off in the shower; that would be
sort'a rude to leave them like that. At least I can leave the sign out and
have them changed since they only changed them when asked and I'll take off
the dirty ones.

After taking a nice, long shower, we packed up, grabbed the complimentary
breakfast and headed out on the road, hoping we might get to our final
destination early and enjoy some beach sun. The morning sun was up and
shining now – it was a beautiful day for driving. We stopped at the end
on the driveway, looked at each other with a smile, turned on the navigator
and headed north into another day of no expectations other than getting to
our destination.

I drove the first leg as the rays of the sun broke out on the rocks of the
coast below us. We'd driven through some sunshine in the higher places,
some fog down low, and now as the fog was just beginning to lift, we could
see, hear, and best of all, smell the sea. At the first place that the
ocean met the land and we felt it was safe to get off the road, we did. We
jumped out, locked up and went running down to the rocky beach. We ran up
and down the beach head as the waves came in and out, trying not to get our
feet wet. After getting our socks and sneakers soaked and full of sand we
pulled them off and left them in the grass as we walked up the beach
holding hands. The sun was at our backs now and we could almost watch it
rise as our shadows became shorter and shorter.

"I love you babe." Juss said as he kissed me.

"I love you too. I'm so happy with being you; everyday seems to get better
and better, but right now, right here in this place it is so
beautiful. Look at how wonderful everything is, and here we are, right in
the middle of it together. I sound like some kind of poet or something, but
I can't help it. Between you and where we are just takes my breath away."

"That's one of the nicest things you've ever said to me. You should be a
writer, but in the meantime, that gets you another kiss."

If there had been a photographer there to take our picture, the two of us
standing out on the rocks, tight together in a kiss, the white spray of the
crashing ocean waves splashing up and leaving drops on our shorts as the
sun rose, highlighting the whole picture, it would look just like the one
hanging over our fireplace; just like the one I was to paint several years
later with the scene forever etched in my mind of my lover and me by the
sea.

We slowly walked back to pick up our sneakers and then back to the
car. Juss put on his boat shoes and took over the driving after letting the
top down. We held hands as we drove along the coast, stopping occasionally
to take some pictures. The coast highway rose up and down, close to the
shore, then sometimes we couldn't even see the ocean, but we could always
smell the combination of evergreen trees and salt water. A freshness that
is hard to forget once it has enveloped you and become a part of your
soul. As we drew closer to our destination around one o'clock we decided to
stop one more time at one of those "Kodak Moments" stops and take a few
pictures. There were a few other people there for the same thing, so we all
traded cameras for pictures, ending up with a few good pictures on our
camera of Juss and I standing arms on each others shoulders, overlooking
the blue-green ocean from high above. One picture even showed me reaching
out and kissing Juss on the left cheek. It was perfect and the young couple
people were even giggling afterwards between themselves. Good thing I spoke
enough Japanese to ask them to take our picture in exchange for taking
theirs – and enough to under their comments after they took ours.

We hopped over the doors, into the seats of the car and finished the last
part of our trip, anxious to see our home for the next week. As we neared
our B&B the road sloped down to a long expanse of beach interspersed with
some rocks. We turned in as the navigator said, "You have arrived at your
destination."

After a quick stretch I walked into the registration desk to sign in. There
was nobody at the desk so I tapped on the bell as instructed. While I was
waiting Juss joined me. The small waiting room was well decorated, similar
to the previous place we had stayed in, but much more comfortable...it had
more of a real "seashore" feel than the other place did.

When we turned around a very handsome young guy just about our age offered
to take our information. We told him we had reservations for the week and I
gave him Justin's name. No problem. We filled out the paper asking for our
car info, our names and address, etc. After completing the paper we left a
credit card for any miscellaneous charges, then Teddy officially introduced
himself to us as the son of the owners, who were in town for groceries and
taking the day off. Teddy said he help them manage the place when they were
gone and had grown up here in the area.

Justin had supposedly picked this place as a gay-friendly B&B, so I asked
if it was. Teddy laid a big smile on us and said, "you betcha'," in fact
this week there is a gay pride event up in Santa Cruz so they expected to
be full towards the end of the week. Until then we pretty much had the
place to ourselves except for two other couples about our age, maybe a
little older. Justin told Teddy we had just gotten engaged and we showed
him our rings. He looked at them very carefully and then proclaimed them
"perfect" for the two of us. We instantly liked him.

"If you want to grab your stuff I'll show you to your bungalow. It's
towards the rear with some privacy, but near the pool and jacuzzi."

We looked at each other. "Of course," we said at the same time. Teddy
looked at us a little puzzled, but with a shrug of his shoulders, continued
to lead us past the jacuzzi-pool in the center area of the complex towards
our bungalow at the rear. This time our room was much more private,
relaxing, and larger. There was a comfortable king bed facing the rear
woods with a side room containing a couch, large, comfy side chair and
writing table, large screen HD TV, and all the other stuff you might expect
whilst on vacation, but probably won't use.

"I gave you one of our nicest rooms. I like having guys my age around to
talk to once in a while. My boyfriend is coming over later this evening for
a jacuzzi if you happen to be around you can meet him, and by the way, you
guys can just call me Ted."

"We don't have any plans yet, but we hope to get to meet him," Justin
replied. "You seem like a nice guy and we're sure he is too. What's his
name?"

"Jeff. He's pretty cool and we like each other a lot. Maybe you can talk to
us about what's it's like to be engaged. Neither of us has ever been away
from here. We grew up here and went to school together. But I won't bother
you guys with all that now and let you get settled in. Welcome to Seaside
Bed & Breakfast. By the way, as you can see, the pool area is secluded and
clothing is optional; you'll find most people take advantage of that
rule. I'm a little too self-conscious still to do that but my dads
do. You'll meet them later at dinner. Instructions are on the bed for all
that stuff. Sorry I talked so long...any questions?"

"No, I don't think so right now. If we have any we'll call you. Thanks
Ted."

"Boy, the kid likes to talk...cute though," Justin said. "Let's get the
rest of our things and we can catch some rays on the beach. I don't think
that area's clothing optional though."

"Aw shucks, can we anyway? I'm just getting used to the thought. Seems like
everywhere we go it's the common theme."

"We can get plenty naked later tonight and play around in bed. Brought some
toys to try out, as if we needed them sexy."

"Well then, let's get going, get settled in and hit the beach. Oh, I better
check out this rule thing too."

The card was just the basic check out times...it talked about the breakfast
and family style dinner that was included in the room charge. If we were to
join in for dinner we needed to fill out a card at the front desk with our
requests from a special list. Dinner was casual, meaning shirt, shorts and
sandals, snacks were available, etc, etc.  We had the navigator for
directions to the local stores and up to Santa Cruz, where we planned to
spend at least one day enjoying the rides and beach.

After settling in we changed into our bikini swim wear, guaranteed to turn
heads on our young, muscular bodies, and headed across the rough, rock
strewn road and across the rocky shore line until we reached the sandy
beach. We found a nice, clean section out of sight of the road and spread
our towels, side by side, on the warm sand.

Justin brought out some suntan lotion, "would you put some of this on me
hon?"

"Sure, lay down on the towel, face up or down, your pleasure."

Juss laid down face down, arms out and legs spread a little. Feeling a
little childish I squeezed some lotion directly onto the middle of his
narrow back, causing him to push off the towel six or seven inches when the
cold lotion hit his skin.

"Sorry dear," I said, knowing just how it would feel.

"I bet you are you little stinker. Remember, I don't get mad, I get even."

I began to rub the lotion into his back and shoulders, working the lotion
out his arms, back to the neck area and ending up where I started. This
time I warmed up the lotion in my hands before starting where I left off,
circling each hand slowly, around and around, closer and closer to the top
of his suit until one one swipe around and I heard a moan escaped his lips;
my fingers had intentionally slid under the edge of his suit and grazed the
top of his perky mounds. A few more rounds of that and his mounds were
slightly higher in the air as I finished putting lotion on his legs and
feet.

"Okay babe, time to roll over, stiffie and all," I whispered into his
ear. I "handily" helped him roll over onto his back, his fully engorged
cock laying on it's side now in the tiny suit was straining at the flimsy
fabric to get out. I enjoyed taunting him the entire time I was spreading
suntan lotion on the remaining parts of him where the sun might shine.

Well needless to say, paybacks are a bitch, but fun...and we are on
vacation. The only problem we had is that the water was too cold to swim
in. We decided then and there that our next vacation is in Bermuda or
someplace with warm water. But cold water meant more time being close
together, and that more than made up for the shortcomings of the
swimming. Besides, there was the hot jacuzzi, heated pool, and a few
adventures to be had there.

But back on the beach, we were enjoying the warmth of the sun and the sound
of the waves on the beach...a big change from the fast paced life of school
and home. We already had decent tans from laying about at home, but decided
that the sun on the beach was more intense and went back to the bungalow
for lunch around two o'clock, feeling pretty good. About three o'clock we
were both still burning from being in the sun and wind. Apparently the
brochures forgot to mention the wind, also quite prevalent on the beach. We
thought it felt nice, catching some rays while the sea breeze kept us nice
and cool...WRONG! The wind just drives the sun right into the skin no
matter what sort of tan you already have – and we had pretty good tans
already – and keeps burning for hours after you come in out of the
sun. We knew that from living in the desert, but the beach was a whole new
thing and we would pay for this for a few days. Oh well, what are vacations
for?

"Juss, how's your back? You want some more Aloe lotion on it?"

"That would feel good dear. It's not too bad, but my stomach and the front
of my legs are burnt a little."

"Yeah, I got it on my back and legs. Good thing we didn't decide to go to a
nude beach."

Both of us started laughing at the thought of what the outcome of that
might have been, and then shuddered when we realized what such an outcome
REALLY could have done if we'd got to playing around!

"Well, there goes the jacuzzi tonight," I said. "The pool might feel okay
if it's not heated too hot, and showers are okay."

Justin piped in, "I didn't really feel like sitting in the jacuzzi anyway,
but the pool might feel good in a little bit to cool down. Maybe the office
has something to put on these burns. They're probably used to the tourists
doing this. I'll go check and be right back."

I look at him standing there, a perfectly formed god dressed in almost
nothing, sexy as hell, and a basket to die for.

"You're going to the office like that?"

"Like what?"

"A piece of irresistible, hot, sexy meat for everybody to ogle and drool
at."

"Jealous?"

"You bet I am. I'm coming with you so they can drool over me too. Let's go"

So off we traipsed to the office, looking like a couple of slightly burned
lobsters with almost no clothes on and cocks that could be seen outlined
inside the thin fabric.

Ted was at the pool area when we walked by, so we walked over his way to
ask him about something to put on the burns. It was pretty obvious by the
direction of his stare where his thoughts were.

"Hey guys, what's up? Doug, it looks like you guys got introduced to our
beach burns."

"As you can see, we got a little burned laying out in your sun today. We're
not used to the ocean breezes here. They seem to magnify the sun a
little. Do you have anything to put on the burns? We've got tans underneath
fortunately, but didn't expect to get burns on top of tans."

"Most of that is wind burn, but it hurts just the same and might peel just
the same. Follow me over to my room. I've got some gooey stuff you can put
on it and it'll take the sting out and fix up the redness. By the way, nice
outfits. Been shopping? I see you're carrying full packages."

"Smart ass aren't 'ya," Justin said.

"Merely observant. My boyfriend is the one with the roving hands, just in
case you happen to run into him this week; in fact, he'll be here shortly
to go swimming and have dinner. He'll be the one dressed like you
guys...well, actually, we'll both be dressed like you guys, but he'll have
the pink suit on. He likes pink. Drives me nuts, but I love him. Here, put
this stuff on just the wind burned areas...don't rub it in too much or
it'll burn more. By morning the burns should be pretty much gone. You guys
might hit the pool after dinner for a while to get wet and cool off before
putting this stuff on. I can have some dinner sent 'round to your bungalow
in a while. Try to leave the stuff on tonight. I'll tell the maids what's
up so they won't be surprised in the morning by the blue sheets."

"Thanks Ted. What was your boyfriends name again with the roving hands if
we see him later?"

"Jeff, want me to write it down?"

"Duh...we're on vacation Ted," Justin said as we turned to leave, "and by
the way, we like the package your father's picked out for you to have too."

Juss winked at Ted and we left.

It was all I could do not to laugh while we were in sight of Ted. Once we
got back to the bungalow and closed the door, burns or not, we both crashed
on the bed laughing so hard we couldn't stop, and when we did, we started
again. We decided Ted was a pretty cool guy, and while we hadn't speak for
Frank yet, we both knew we'd found a new friend.

It also brought up something else – besides two big, straining cocks,
stuck once again in the confines of the skimpy cloth of bikini swim wear
– that this may be the first time that our promise to be monogamous may
be challenged. It wasn't planned, but it has happened and I wasn't sure how
either of us would handle "the challenge."

I decided not to bring up the subject with Justin and just let this flow,
but it seemed like Justin was hitting up on Ted a little bit...or was I
just imagining something?

So our first day was rather odd so far, and it was still late afternoon. We
decided to pull on some short shorts, bypass the shirt thing and go order
some sandwiches for dinner to pick up later. We had missed lunch and needed
to find something to tide us over until then as well. Ted was there and
introduced us to his "fathers", Walt and Pete. We all shook hands and
introduced ourselves.

"Looks like you boys over stayed your welcome on our beach today. Good
thing you had a tan before. I've seen 'em so bad they had to be taken to
the emergency room. The sun and wind sneaks upon you. Did Ted give you our
famous Blue Goo?," Pete said, still holding my hand.

"That he did. He's been most helpful. We really love your place and are
looking forward to the rest of our vacation here."

"We're here to make your stay enjoyable so if there's anything you need
please ask any of us. Ted here knows the area well and runs the show when
we're not around so someone can always get what you need," Pete said as he
handed us a map of the area and some information about Santa Cruz.

"Thanks for your assistance and hospitality. It was a pleasure meeting both
of you. Maybe during the week we'll get a chance to meet at the pool and
have a chat."

"That would be a pleasure," Walt chimed in as they left out a back door for
their house in the rear.

"So what do you think of my dads?" Jim asked. "Pretty cool dudes huh."

Justin jumped in – "You're very lucky to have two great dads. Maybe
we'll adopt someday and give someone the chance to grow up in a family
environment like you have had. How old were you when you were adopted if
you don't mind my asking?"

"I was just a baby. They're the only parents I've ever known. We've had our
ups and downs just like anyone else, but they've been cool and I think it
was easier on them that I turned out to be gay. I love them very much."

"It shows. Do you think them being gay as you grew up had any influence on
whether you were gay?"

"Not at all. I knew I was gay when I was very young because of them. I
didn't have all the hangups to keep me in the closet like the rest of the
jerks in my class and I also knew what the difference was. I knew what I
wanted when I was in grade school, but my dads helped me to grow into my
'gayness' so that I wouldn't get beat up every day. But I did have some
tough times until they came to school one day in junior high and had a
meeting with the principal. I still don't know what the meeting was about,
but I was never bothered much after that, except by the closet queens that
wanted their dick's sucked in the locker room after school, or the football
team quarterback who had a secret lover through high school that nobody
knows about but he and I."

"Maybe later we can hear a little more about how you grew up with two gay
dads. Say, we sort of missed lunch and I know it's not included, but do you
think we could buy a couple of sandwiches, we're starved."

"No problem. That's what we're here for. Let's go in the kitchen and I'll
make you something."

"Thanks a lot. We appreciate it. We're going to stick around tonight, have
some dinner later, maybe check out the pool, put that Blue Goo on and then
get some sleep."

"Yeah, that's probably a pretty good idea with those burns of yours to hang
loose until tomorrow and take it easy. I'm probably hang out after Jeff
gets here, unless he has something better to do. He pulls that on me
sometimes and leaves me here alone. Pisses me off."

"Bummer dude, that's not right if he's your boyfriend. He should at least
be here with you or pick you up."

"He does most of the time, but sometimes he gets to drinking and forgets
all about me. I don't drink. He doesn't understand when he sobers up and we
talk about it how much it hurts me when he does that because he just does
it again. Many times I've cried myself to sleep because I love him so
much. But that's not your problem... here's your sandwiches."

"Thanks Ted, these look great. We're sorry about how your boyfriend is
treating you. You deserve better," I said.

"Thanks guys. I appreciate your support. Maybe if he doesn't show up
tonight or at least some night while you're here I'll show you around the
night life up in town."

"Thanks for the offer, that sounds like fun. We'll take you up on that
offer. I guess we might as well fill out our dinner cards while we're
here."

"They're over there on the dinner table in the basket. Just put your room
number and whether you'll be eating in the main house or your room on the
card...and of course your meal selections. The leave them on the table and
I'll pick them up later. Dinner is around seven."

"Okay Ted, thanks again. Hope we don't see you later...meaning we hope he
picks you up."

"Okay...talk to 'ya later guys."

We filled out the cards, left them on the table and headed back to the
bungalow to finish our sandwiches. After that we laid down for a while and
caught a few zzzz's. The heat from the burns and the sun had tired us out
more than we thought it would. About six o'clock we decided to try a swim
in the pool and see if it would hurt too much. To our surprise it felt real
cool, so we stayed in the pool until Ted came walking by with some dishes.

"I've got your dinner here boys. You want to eat here or in your room?"

"We'll be eating in the room. It's getting a little cold out here
now. Follow us if you want to."

"Great. This is my last delivery and then I'm done for a while. Mind if I
eat with you guys?"

"Not at all," Juss commented. "We can take our dinner and you can go get
yours. Here, hand that to me...thanks...see you in a few minutes."

I looked at Juss, a little surprised at how quick he had invited him back
to our bungalow, but after I thought about it, it didn't really surprise me
after all, knowing how nice Juss was.

Dinner was most enjoyable, the food delicious, and the
company...surprising. Jeff, Ted's boyfriend was a no-show so far –
something that didn't surprise Ted tonight – so we spent the evening
talking with Ted about his experience growing up in a 'gay' family. Ted had
a delightful personality, was very attractive – even handsome in his own
right – and very articulate. We were all sitting around on the large
king bed; our burns still hurt a little bit, but the pool had helped quite
a bit. It was around nine thirty and Juss and I were tired. I was thinking
that we should put that stuff on and get to bed...but...

Ted offered first, "would you guys like to have me put the Blue Goo on your
backs and legs before I take off?"

I looked at Justin, thinking it wouldn't be necessary, that we could do it
together, but Juss said, "that would be helpful."

Ted said, "which side of who is the worst?"

"The backside for me," I said.

"The front on me," Juss said, to my surprise.

"Okay, assume the positions. This stuff gets all over the place, so once I
put it on you shouldn't move for about a half-hour. That gives it time to
sink in and do it's job."

"Okay," we both said at the same time.

Ted scooped out a big finger full of goop and let it drip off his hand onto
my back, just like when I dropped the lotion onto Justin's back on the
beach. It was cold, but expected, yet still brought about the same
reaction. After settling back on the bed Ted began to lightly rub the goo
just on the areas where the hot spots were. True to his advice, he only did
it lightly without rubbing it in, leaving a thick layer on the skin. Slowly
he worked his way up my back, then down to my waistline, just touching the
skin underneath my shorts with his fingertips, leaving me with a slight
bulge in my crotch area and I'm sure, by the feeling, a little wet
area. Finishing off my legs with a little foray into the darkness of the
edges of my shorts, he finished, then adjusted a fan he'd brought over
until it was blowing a cool breeze over my whole body and onto Justin's.

Next it was Justin's turn as Ted walked around the bed. Sitting beside my
hubby, he once again dropped a glob onto Justin's taut stomach and began to
rub it onto the hot spots and ridges of his muscles. I may have been
mistaken, but it looked like he was having more trouble finding those hot
spots on Justin than he did on me. He was working on his arms by the time
Juss – and I – finally settled down. Moving down to his legs caused
me to watch with extra attention. Once again out came the glob of Blue Goo,
only this time he took what seemed like a little longer, putting more
effort into covering each area. Maybe it was just my imagination, maybe I
was getting jealous – naw – it must be that Justin had more burn than
I did. I turned away for a few minutes and closed my eyes.

I awoke what seemed like hours later, when in reality it was only minutes
to see that Ted was still applying the Blue Goo to Justin's knees. I could
also see that his whole legs were covered already with the stuff and he had
a fully engorged boner lying on its side in his tented shorts. I swore that
I could see the tip of Justin's cock sticking out the top of his shorts and
Justin was slowly RUBBING THE TIP OF HIS PECKER! Justin appeared to be
asleep, acting out of a natural reaction to the stimulation. I had done the
same thing to him many times without his knowledge. But what was starting
to bother me and make me question the whole scene playing out in front of
me was as I watched as Ted's hands were slowly creeping closer up and
underneath the bottom edge of Justin's shorts, obviously headed for
Justin's cock. And Justin wasn't stopping him!

I was starting to freak out, get jealous, be upset, and quietly start
crying into my pillow. All the thoughts of infidelity, us breaking up,
everything negative were starting to flood my mind and I couldn't stop
getting more and more depressed. I didn't have the nerve to look back to
see what was going on for fear I was right.

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Well! Seems as though a problem has developed on vacation the second night
out and it might threaten what seemed to be a solid relationship. Now what!
Stand by for the next chapter.

Thanks for your patience and support as always.
Barry