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The last day at the beach, the trip home, and the confession
When we awoke the next morning, both Greg and I snickered as we discovered we were both not only as hard as rock as usual, but also wet and sticky from all the pre we had oozed as we slept curled together. We managed to get up and get into out suits for the beach without Trent or Ethan noticing the condition of either of our morning horniness or our spotted underwear. I grinned and elbowed Greg as I saw Ethan crawl out of bed with his own obvious sleep boner. We both also noticed that it was gone after he came back from the bathroom where he had been far too long to just be unloading his kidneys. "Something tells me the boy has finally discovered the joys of jerking off," was the sarcastic comment he whispered to me.
I grinned back and offered, "Who knows what all he and Trent have been doing since we keep sneaking off on them." I thought Greg was going to blow snot from his nostrils as he tried to hold back a huge laugh at the possibility of those two having their own private circle jerk moments when we disappeared on them. I doubted the potential, but the smile on Ethan's face said that he had learned about jacking his dick from somewhere and I could easily imagine Trent being the instructor from a purely technical standpoint. He had become Ethan's big brother, especially since I had spent so little time with him during the trip. I felt guilty about that, but the way things were going with Greg, I could do little else than devote as much attention to him as possible.
We were all walking across the sand soon and immediately splashed into the ocean. The waves were a little larger than normal but Greg and I bravely wandered out into them until we were chest deep in the onslaught. Trent and Ethan soon waded back out and busied themselves back on the beach blowing up the vinyl rafts. I was just letting the water spill around me when I suddenly felt Greg pin himself to me from behind and his hands wander to my covered crotch.
"I didn't take time to get off in the bathroom," he lustfully cooed in my ear as his hand slid down in my board shorts. "How about you?" came next as he gripped my instantly hard cock. I could feel his erection rubbing against my ass.
"What do you think?" I answered along with a sensuous butt wiggle that made him throb even more. My own hand slipped behind me and I teased his bone through the fabric.
As his hands slowly pushed my waistband down Greg said, "I am beginning to think you do have an exhibitionist streak in you." With my suit now just low enough to be able to free my pole, Greg began to slowly stroke it with increasing squeezes at the same time. Before I could get my hand inside his suit, he used his free hand to lower his own waistband and I felt the sensation of his hard flesh combine with the water as he gently humped me. "You know I wish I could fuck you right here and now don't you?" he purred.
I shook my hard ass cheeks against his probing bone and replied, "Oh yeah and I wish you could too." Knowing that was next to impossible...or at least foolhardy with the beach filling up the way it was...I simply wrapped my palm around him and began to match the tugs he was taking on me. "Just keep doing what you are and we can have the next best thing with the situation," was my suggestion.
Greg's answer was cryptic. "Oh I think it can be a little better than just whipping each other." Before I could question it, he took a big gulp of air and slipped beneath the waves without warning. I felt my suit get yanked a little lower and lips closing over my mushroom. By the time he had most of my cock in his mouth my legs were shaking. I let my fingers tangle in his hair as he took a half dozen or so swallows on me before he popped back to the surface with a massive grin on his face. "I love sucking your beautiful cock, Kevin," was offered as he replaced his hand on it and began stroking me again. "If I can get you to the edge now will be the trick."
"It won't take much babe," I mumbled in pleasure.
"Me neither and I so need to get off. Just keep playing with it like you are when I come up." With that he disappeared under the rolling water again. This time he had fully filled his lungs and stayed under for at least a full minute, fellating me the whole time. I could feel the stirring of an eruption as he broke off and resurfaced again. "Close as I am?" he questioned. Even though it was obvious that he had been working his own cock while sucking me, I returned to pulling on him with dedication.
"Oh yeah Greg. That one almost did it." My words were coming in short bursts from the excitement I was experiencing. I enhanced my hand actions and felt his rod and hips respond with vigor.
"Then let's bring this home baby," he demanded as he fully inflated his lungs and slipped beneath the waves once more.
I don't know how he did it, but this time Greg managed to stay under so long that I was beginning to worry about him drowning. His mouth was working me so feverishly that I almost didn't care. The combined physical feelings of the water washing against my full balls and the talented tongue teasing me, coupled with the eroticism of being sucked off so publicly, took me over the cliff. My hands gripped Greg's ears. My hips took a few rapid thrusts into his face. I could hold back no longer and the dam let loose. I bit my upper lip to keep from screeching out my joy as my juice spilled into the eager mouth I couldn't see but could most definitely feel. The last rope was donated to the Atlantic as Greg broke off to surface and take in much needed air. His nostrils flared as he inhaled and he kept his lips pinched tight to let me know he had a mouthful he wasn't ready to let go of. My hand immediately went back to between his legs wanting to bring him to euphoria too. His hips began thrusting into my tugs and when I saw in his eyes that he was ready, I inhaled deeply and feel to my knees on the wet sandy bottom. My mouth closed over him and I began bobbing as fast as I could so that I could bring him to orgasm before my air gave out. Greg's massive cock filled my mouth and his hips began taking wild thrusts. His hands locked on my head as I felt my lungs start to beg. I licked and sucked and swallowed while tugging at his nuts. Just when I thought I could last no longer, Greg shoved deep and nailed my tonsils with his first wad of man fluid. I pulled back enough to be able to save and savor the next three thick ropes on my tongue before I forced myself to the surface.
