Page 69 of Rule 4: Never Get Stranded with a Sports Reporter

“I hesitated. But I do like it. I like you.” My skin heats, because I’m not sure that’s something I like admitting to anyone.

I move my hand over his cock. It’s deflated somewhat, but it soon hardens under my touch. I move my fingers over him how I like my own fingers to move.

I trace the ridges of his cock, exploring his velvety shaft. It’s like my own, but different. A bit thicker, a bit straighter. It doesn’t wobble to the left like mine does.

It’s beautiful. Like him.

“I wondered what it would like,” I admit.

“You’ve been thinking about it?”

“Yeah.”

This time his smile is less forced.

Pre-cum spills from the top of his cock.

“I’m inexperienced,” I admit. “I-I don’t know how to make you feel good. Not really.”

“You make me feel good now. And that’s a fact.”

“That’s nice of you to say, but...”

“Don’t get in your head.” Cal settles back on top of me, and my cock springs to life, enjoying the feel of all those masculine planes pressed against mine in exactly the manner I like.

The rapid beating of my heart quiets under his weight, and my body relaxes, as if every cell in my body is now happy to be close to him.

My cock is hard against his. It jerks up to meet his.

“You know,” Cal says thoughtfully, his succulent lips swerving into something resembling a smirk, “you’re not naked.”

“I could be.”

“You should be.”

He rolls off me, and for a moment I hate it. For a moment, I want to reach out to touch him. For a moment, I miss him desperately.

But then his hands are on me again. He unwinds the knot on my trunks, then slides them down. My cock pops out, hard and leaking.

I squirm. “It, uh, turns to the side.”

“It’s magnificent,” he declares, his tone serious.

I let out a strangled laugh, and he grins.

I reach for him again, and this time he topples down beside me. This time when my cock touches his, no fabric separates it.

I give a startled moan. “That’s, uh...”

It’s good.

It’s fantastic.

The world disappears, the jungle, the sand, the ocean. Life is him and me, and life is fucking amazing.

I move my cock against his, then he joins me.

My cock pulses against his cock.