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me?" Xander asked, rubbing against him some more.
    "My balls are going to dry up," he teased, feeling almost young, whole.
    "Yes. I want every last drop of pleasure you have."
    He gasped, his toes curling at Xander's words. Xander's hand pushed between them, rubbing against him through his wet shorts.
    "More." He arched up, rubbed a little harder.
    Xander's hand pushed into his shorts, wrapping around his prick. There was a hint of scrape from the sand, a distant ache. Xander worked him nice and hard, thumb playing with the tip.
    "I... Yes." Yes. Please. Now.
    Xander's mouth covered his again, hand moving hard and fast on him. Cameron screamed out his pleasure, his need, his balls aching as he came again. Xander pressed kiss after kiss on him, hand tugging, pulling every last drop from him. It left him melted, a little shaken.
    Xander's hand slid away, soft lips pressing against his. The water splashed around them, coming up to his thighs now.
    "I could just stay here, let the water take me away."
    "Oh, no, we have four more days together. Well, I guess closer to three and a half now. I'm not letting anyone have you before our time is up."
    "Okay. Three and a half days and then you can let the water sweep me off. Deal?"
    "Yeah. Maybe I can let mother nature have you."
    "That works." He grinned, fingers reaching up, touching Xander's face, feeling that smile.
    Xander's lips slid over his fingertips, pressing kisses to them.
    Perfect.
    This was perfect.
    And he was going to be thankful for every second.
     

Chapter Five
     
    Xander snuggled deeper under the covers and pulled the warm body next to him closer. He wasn't ready to get up yet, but the sun was shining brightly and he could smell the ocean on the breeze. He could smell Cameron, too.
    Oh, Cameron. Right. He was on the island, having the best fantasy ever.
    He slowly opened his eyes. Cameron's eyes were open, searching the room, filled with desperation, loss, an unbearable sadness.
    "Cameron..." He reached out, fingers sliding on Cameron's cheek.
    "Good morning." Cameron's eyes closed, and he rubbed against Xander's touch.
    "What were you thinking about?"
    "Huh? Me? Just lying here."
    "Yeah?" He leaned in and nibbled at Cameron's shoulder.
    "Yeah. God, you feel good."
    "Mmm. Glad you think so." He pressed close to Cameron, his morning wood dragging over the man's side.
    "I do. I can almost see you."
    "Yeah? What do I look like?" He shifted to straddle Cameron, face close as he looked into Cameron's pretty eyes.
    "Big. Dark skinned."
    He smiled and took Cameron's hand, brought it up to his face. "What else?"
    "You have amazing laugh lines. Strong cheek bones. A beautiful smile."
    "Mmm. I love your hands."
    Cameron smiled. It blew Xander's mind, that Cameron didn't seem to know anything about being blind. He kissed one fingertip, then another.
    "Your lips are warm, too." He smiled against them. Cameron responded, fingers moving faster, exploring him. "God, your hands really do feel amazing."
    "I like touching you."
    "That works out really well as I love you touching me." He leaned in to take a soft kiss.
    Cameron pushed close, rubbed against him. Their erections slid together, bumping and nudging, sending jolts through his body.
    "Good morning," Cameron said again. That sadness, that loss was gone, and Xander felt about twenty feet tall.
    "It is, isn't it? Good, I mean."
    "Yes. The best one in years."
    He beamed down at Cameron. Definitely twenty feet tall. Maybe even thirty. Cameron's fingers traced his mouth again, saw his smile. He moved against Cameron, hips making lazy pushes against his lover's belly.
    "You're my wet dream. I don't know how they found you, but I'll always be grateful." Cameron said the most amazing things.
    "Your wet dream. I think I like that."
    "It's the truth." Cameron kept touching him, hands moving down to his chest.
    "I want it to be. I want to be everything you've ever wanted." He wanted to be more than Cameron wanted.
    "You already have