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Authors: Sean Michael
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everything."
"You will. Well, nothing harsh. You aren't the type to enjoy harsh."
"No. No, I've had enough harsh." Chett sitting at the table and explaining that there wasn't room at the ranch for someone who couldn't work and folks would start to talk, start to wonder. That was harsh.
"But that leaves all sorts of wonderful things for us to explore. I'm going to rock your world."
"Okay." He nodded, smiled, eager. "Yes, please."
Xander's arm slid back around his waist and they started walking again, the breeze off the ocean delicious.
"Can you tell me about you? I promise it won't leave here. I just want to know about you." He wanted to know absolutely everything.
"Sure. You know I own a bookstore in a small town. What else do you want to know?"
"Everything. When's your birthday? What's your house look like? Do you have a lover back home?"
"I don't have anyone back home. I wouldn't have come if I did." He couldn't quite tell if Xander sounded affronted or amused.
"That's good to know, really."
"I live over the bookstore. It's not a big place, but it has everything I need." He recognized that tone, though; it was pride of place.
"What's it look like? Do you have a neat view?"
"The bookstore is on a street where most of the buildings have been restored, renovated. It's a little artsy fartsy, but I like it. My apartment has four rooms, old wood floors, slanted ceilings. It's old, but redone and cute and home."
"That sounds fantastic." He could imagine it, clear as a bell.
"It is, really. I have an eclectic collection of furniture, lots and lots of bookshelves, and a fireplace."
"Cozy. I can imagine you in a space like that." He liked thinking about Xander somewhere like that.
"I can imagine us both there, actually. Sitting by the fire, me reading to you."
That thought made him smile. "Can you? That is a beautiful thought."
"Mmmhmm. It is. I'll feed you fruit, and we'll listen to the fire crackle."
Cameron nodded, letting himself fantasize. "Making love by a fire is always magical."
"Yeah. It is." Xander stopped them again, mouth pressing against his.
Oh.
Each kiss made him fall a little bit harder for this decent, peaceful man. Xander's hand came up to cup the back of his neck, tilting his head, the kiss pressing deeper. The world spun a little bit, shifted under his feet, and he let himself trust Xander to hold him up. Moaning, Xander deepened the kiss even further. Cameron held on, the sand sliding under his feet.
"We should make out on the beach. Like in that old movie."
That made him laugh, the sound ringing out, pure happiness.
Xander lifted him up and the next thing he knew he was lying on the sand, Xander on top of him and kissing him as the waves splashed over their legs. He gasped, the world spinning faster and faster underneath him. Wild. This was wild.
Xander pushed a leg between his and began to rub against him, cocks pushing through their clothing. He spread and arched, gasping into Xander's mouth as water lapped at his balls through his shorts. They rolled and rolled, Xander rubbing and kissing, making him feel amazing.
He'd never been so wild, so out of control, and outside to boot.
He was on top, then Xander was, then him again. Each kiss was wilder than the last. They moaned, laughed. They bit at each other, cackling together. Their bodies humped together over and over, and suddenly he was close to orgasm. He grabbed Xander's ass, his body jerking convulsively.
"Oh, God, Cameron." Xander humped against him and then froze.
"Yes." He couldn't stop laughing.
"Oh, God, so good." Xander half collapsed, panting hard.
"Thank you. Thank you for this."
"Are you kidding? It was my total pleasure." Xander licked at his lips. "You're something else. Something special."
He smiled, chased Xander's lips. He didn't have to chase them far; Xander soon pressed them together, the water still whooshing up around them. He gasped, the water making it all insane, wild. Perfect.
"You gonna come for
"You will. Well, nothing harsh. You aren't the type to enjoy harsh."
"No. No, I've had enough harsh." Chett sitting at the table and explaining that there wasn't room at the ranch for someone who couldn't work and folks would start to talk, start to wonder. That was harsh.
"But that leaves all sorts of wonderful things for us to explore. I'm going to rock your world."
"Okay." He nodded, smiled, eager. "Yes, please."
Xander's arm slid back around his waist and they started walking again, the breeze off the ocean delicious.
"Can you tell me about you? I promise it won't leave here. I just want to know about you." He wanted to know absolutely everything.
"Sure. You know I own a bookstore in a small town. What else do you want to know?"
"Everything. When's your birthday? What's your house look like? Do you have a lover back home?"
"I don't have anyone back home. I wouldn't have come if I did." He couldn't quite tell if Xander sounded affronted or amused.
"That's good to know, really."
"I live over the bookstore. It's not a big place, but it has everything I need." He recognized that tone, though; it was pride of place.
"What's it look like? Do you have a neat view?"
"The bookstore is on a street where most of the buildings have been restored, renovated. It's a little artsy fartsy, but I like it. My apartment has four rooms, old wood floors, slanted ceilings. It's old, but redone and cute and home."
"That sounds fantastic." He could imagine it, clear as a bell.
"It is, really. I have an eclectic collection of furniture, lots and lots of bookshelves, and a fireplace."
"Cozy. I can imagine you in a space like that." He liked thinking about Xander somewhere like that.
"I can imagine us both there, actually. Sitting by the fire, me reading to you."
That thought made him smile. "Can you? That is a beautiful thought."
"Mmmhmm. It is. I'll feed you fruit, and we'll listen to the fire crackle."
Cameron nodded, letting himself fantasize. "Making love by a fire is always magical."
"Yeah. It is." Xander stopped them again, mouth pressing against his.
Oh.
Each kiss made him fall a little bit harder for this decent, peaceful man. Xander's hand came up to cup the back of his neck, tilting his head, the kiss pressing deeper. The world spun a little bit, shifted under his feet, and he let himself trust Xander to hold him up. Moaning, Xander deepened the kiss even further. Cameron held on, the sand sliding under his feet.
"We should make out on the beach. Like in that old movie."
That made him laugh, the sound ringing out, pure happiness.
Xander lifted him up and the next thing he knew he was lying on the sand, Xander on top of him and kissing him as the waves splashed over their legs. He gasped, the world spinning faster and faster underneath him. Wild. This was wild.
Xander pushed a leg between his and began to rub against him, cocks pushing through their clothing. He spread and arched, gasping into Xander's mouth as water lapped at his balls through his shorts. They rolled and rolled, Xander rubbing and kissing, making him feel amazing.
He'd never been so wild, so out of control, and outside to boot.
He was on top, then Xander was, then him again. Each kiss was wilder than the last. They moaned, laughed. They bit at each other, cackling together. Their bodies humped together over and over, and suddenly he was close to orgasm. He grabbed Xander's ass, his body jerking convulsively.
"Oh, God, Cameron." Xander humped against him and then froze.
"Yes." He couldn't stop laughing.
"Oh, God, so good." Xander half collapsed, panting hard.
"Thank you. Thank you for this."
"Are you kidding? It was my total pleasure." Xander licked at his lips. "You're something else. Something special."
He smiled, chased Xander's lips. He didn't have to chase them far; Xander soon pressed them together, the water still whooshing up around them. He gasped, the water making it all insane, wild. Perfect.
"You gonna come for
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