IslandAffair

and back to his shoulders. Rob’s eyes closed once
more as the work-roughened hands continued on down his sides and back up over
his flat stomach to his chest. John lingered there for a while, working until
Rob’s nipples beaded, butterflies fluttered in his stomach and he gave a low,
throaty moan. His breathing became shallower and quicker.
    Robin opened his mouth to protest as John shifted his
attention to his feet. The words didn’t make it past his lips when his lover
began massaging the soles with his thumbs and paying attention to each of his
toes before moving up to his ankles. Pausing only to reach for the bottle of
lotion, the coconut scent of it drifted around them bringing memories of a
different beach. John straddled Rob’s legs, and he felt the coarseness of the
hair on his calves as they pressed alongside his own and John’s whole body
moved back and forward with the motion of his hands. As the long firm strokes
took him up the length of Robin’s legs and closer to his shorts, his breathing
quickened and Rob’s cock pressed insistently against the soft fabric.
    The hands reached the tops of Rob’s legs and John began
smoothing the lotion around to the inside of Rob’s thighs. So close he could
feel the brush of the backs of John’s hands on his balls, but his fingers never
touched where he wanted them most. Robin began to pant softly, making soft,
needy sounds, squirming on the blanket. Trying to work himself closer to those
clever fingers. Robin’s whole body pulsed with need while his skin felt flushed
and hot. A small, wet spot soaked into the fabric of his shorts. The smell of
their arousal mingled with the smell of coconut and he knew he would forever
associate it with this. Rob lifted his hips as John hooked his fingers into the
back of his waistband, shifting briefly to pull them down and off.
    John resumed his teasing massage once again, hands moving to
Rob’s hips and around. Robin whimpered as John’s fingers dipped into the cleft
of his buttocks, teasing his anus before moving back to Rob’s sides then up to
his shoulders. He urged Robin’s legs open with his knee and settled his body
between them, John’s muscular chest came to rest above his own as he sank to
his elbows. Erections rubbed together, making them both hiss in pleasure. Their
lips met and Robin opened his mouth to receive the thrust of John’s tongue.
    The heat and weight of John’s body was comforting. As he
felt the tremors of his lover’s arousal, Robin opened his eyes and found
himself meeting John’s intense gaze. John smiled at him and slid down Robin’s
body to nuzzle the sparse hair at the base of his cock. He gasped as the other
man cupped his balls and rolled them gently in their soft sac and tongued his
way along his shaft. Warm, wet heat suddenly engulfed the crown and Rob dug his
fingers into the blanket, searching for control and groaned. John teased the
sensitive underside of his cock with light strokes of his tongue before
swallowing him. Taking almost his whole length and drawing back with hard
suction.
    Robin’s hips jerked as they tried to follow the retreat but
almost before he had time to pull back John was on him again. He slipped his
fingers into John’s hair, whole body trembling with the effort to hold, not
pull. Lips forming silent curses. John gripped his hips with bruising force and
hummed his pleasure, the vibrations making Rob’s own fingers tighten their
grasp.
    Again and again John advanced and withdrew so slowly Robin
felt he might stay on the razor edge between pleasure and release forever.
Until finally John stroked a finger down his perineum and pressed gently
against his asshole. Robin grunted and felt his climax roar through him,
explode from him as John swallowed. John slithered back up his body and their
mouths met again, the taste of Robin’s seed salting the kiss. John’s cock
nudged against him and drew a sticky wet circle on Rob’s belly.
    Robin smoothed his hand down John’s chest and abdomen until
he reached the hard shaft. Grasping it firmly in his hand, he stroked in time
with the play of their tongues, loving the small whimpers of pleasure John made
into his mouth. Robin felt his partner’s orgasm approach in the fine tension of
his muscles and the quickening of his breaths and squeezed John’s cock a little
harder. John clutched at him and shouted as his release shot from him, painting
Rob’s belly with his musky essence. The two lovers collapsed