by Max Hudson
“I haven’t been to the beach since I was a literal infant,” he said looking back at me with eyes wild and a grin showing his teeth. “This looks unreal.”
I loved making him happy like that. I’d take him everywhere and show him off. I would tell the world I loved him.
We made it back inside and left all of our beach supplies on the ground in the entry hall. We were too impatient. We barely even made it up into the master bedroom. Our swimsuits were quickly discarded on the floor. There was no lead up, no slow teasing. We were both burning to get the other to come. We both wanted to win.
He fell down to his knees so quickly I was vaguely worried he bruised himself. He slowly circled his tongue around the head of my cock. He was playing dirty. He took the head into his mouth and started to bob up and down. Then he reached up and started to tease my balls. In retaliation, I started tracing my fingers through his hair and then around his ears. His mouth on my cock was divine, but I could tell by the way he shook that just my touch was affecting him the same way. He took me down as far as he could go. His throat was so wet and tight. I groaned and I got close but I held back.
He slowly took me out of his mouth and smiled. “Damn Bertrand.”
“I want to win,” I said simply.
“Give me one last try,” he asked.
I nodded and watched him slowly lick a stripe down my shaft with the very tip of his tongue. Every touch was electric, but still, I held back.
“My turn,” I said through a groan.
He got up and laid on the bed.
“Turn around, I want to see your face,” I said as I got out the lube.
Gavin smirked and flipped around and out his hands behind his head like he was relaxing.
I prepared myself and walked over to him. He didn’t need any preparation. Yesterday was all the prep he needed. I pushed myself in just barely. Gavin went all in and couldn’t get me. I planned to go slower from here on out to see if my strategy was better.
I was only an inch in and he moaned.
“God Bertrand, please.”
I pulled myself out and then entered him slowly again, adding another inch before pulling out again. I did this over and over again, only filling him a little more each time. Then when I had gotten him used to that rhythm, I slammed into him, angling for his g-spot. I had done some exploring for once our relationship was serious. I was spot on as his back arched. I didn’t let up my pace, I kept pounding into him.
I was so glad I told him he had to face me. I loved the way his face turned red and the sweat on his forehead. His eyes were fluttering and his hands were balled up into fists.
He let out a loud moan as I hit his spot over and over again.
The only problem with my strategy was that when he was around me, I was also getting shockwaves of bliss that made me shudder.
“Bertrand? Gavin said in a low, almost moan.
“Yes Gavin?” I asked as I picked up the pace even more.
“I love you so much.”
I slammed forward and I felt myself coming. But at that same mount his orgasm also burst, leaving trails of his pleasure on his chest.
“Who won?” Gavin asked, panting.
“I think it was a tie,” I said while I removed myself.
Gavin sat up and captured the back of my head and pulled in for a kiss. “That means we both win.”
***
We were both sitting on the deck drinking some red mixed drink that Gavin whipped up for us. We were both freshly showered and were now watching the sun finally set over the island waters.
“Bertrand,” Gavin started. “What do you think about kids?”
I smirked. “Ever since I met Claudia, I’ve wanted to adopt. I wanted to raise children better than my father did. Although that isn’t a very high bar.”
“You raised yourself. And I think you did a pretty good job. You could have turned out like that asshole who shall not be named. But you didn’t. I think you’d be a great dad.”
I smiled. “Thank you.”
“I just feel like our next adventure is out there, a new challenge. I think making a family will be filled with excitement.”
“What kind of rules would we have, no bets during dinner,” I said wryly.
“That’s a given. And no bets without discussing the terms with us first to make sure it is fair and no one gets hurt.”
We were mostly making jokes, but one day we would have a serious conversation about having a family. I was ready for it.
As the sun slipped down behind the horizon and with the waves rolling around us, I felt a kiss pressed into my cheek, then my forehead, and then my lips.
“I’m so glad I bet on you,” Gavin murmured.
We’d won. We’d both won everything we could have ever wanted.
“I bet I can run down to the water and back before you,” Gavin said.
“What does the winner get?”
“Whatever they want,” he said with a wink.
At that we both raced out onto the beach. I did it mostly for the sport of it. We both had everything we wanted.