Dylan - December 25 #2
This truly is paradise and there’s nothing around us except the sky and crystal-clear waters, oh and of course the delicious man currently playing tag with me.
Taking a moment to catch my breath, Liam steps forward, embracing the moment as he attacks my lips in another kiss and lowers his hands until he’s got both palms tormenting my ass cheeks.
He slams his body against mine, then takes one hand and from beneath the ocean grabs a hold of both our dicks and rubs them together in a spectacular Ivy League rub.
The motion has me wriggling around in the water, then I cup both of his cheeks with the palms of my hands before he scoops me out of the water and I wrap my legs around his waist. The warm sun beats down on us and Liam spins us around while our tongues play tag team.
I guess this is why they call this love, when you’re completely and utterly infatuated with another human being and sometimes all it takes is time and patience to realize that you’re meant to be with each other.
Well, in our case, five years and a lot of office flirting, and was it worth it?
Absofuckinglutely. I wouldn’t change this moment for anything.
When we’re done splashing around in the water, we walk to the shore, grab our towels and dry off. Placing the towels back on the sand, I lay down on my stomach, then fold my arms and rest my chin on my palms.
“Best we get some sunscreen on you, the last thing we need is you getting sunburned.”
He reaches for the sunscreen and I watch him squeeze some into his palm, he then rubs his hands together, massaging the sunscreen between his fingers.
Once he’s massaged it through, I place my head down and feel him press his palms against my back.
He rubs the lotion all over my back, my neck, and arms, then rubs it into my shoulders.
“Ahh, that feels so good,” I tell him.
“You’re so tense. You really need to loosen up a little.”
“Just keep doing what you’re doing and I’m sure I’ll loosen up quickly.”
He continues running his hands all over my back, shoulders, neck, and arms, pressing deeper into my skin and I love how his hands feel all over me.
“You’re good with your hands,” I tell him.
“I’m good with a lot of things,” he replies.
When he’s done rubbing his hands all over my back, I hear him squirt some more lotion and the sound of him rubbing his hands together again.
Then he places his hands on my ass cheeks and begins massaging them with the lotion, and I even feel his finger slide into my ass crack before he slowly makes his way down my thighs and legs, stopping at my toes.
“Roll over and I’ll massage your front,” he says.
I roll over so that I’m lying flat on my back with my arms folded behind my head.
I watch Liam squeeze some more lotion in his palm and rub his hands together.
He then leans forward and begins to lather my skin with the lotion.
First my neck, then down over my shoulders and chest before making his way down over my abs and stomach.
When he gets to my groin, he slowly and carefully curls his fist around my cock and begins sliding his hand up and down my erection, slicking it with lotion.
He pokes out his tongue and sensually slides it back between his lips again, he repeats this motion while slicking my cock and locking eyes with me.
“Enjoying yourself?” I ask.
“Very much,” he replies.
He moves down and massages my sack and balls with the lotion, then moves down to the inside of my thighs and legs until he reaches my toes again.
“There. All done,” he says.
“Now it’s your turn,” I tell him.
Once he’s on his stomach, I lather some lotion on my palms and begin covering his back, massage his neck and shoulders, then lower my hands to his cheeks, thighs, and calves before coming to a stop on his toes.
He rolls over and I proceed with the front of his body, and when my fingers reach his groin, I first curl my fingers around his sack and give his balls a gentle squeeze.
He groans and closes his eyes, tilting his head backward as I cover them with lotion.
When I’m done with his sack, I slide my thumb and forefinger up his veiny length, covering it in lotion and then curl my fist around it.
I begin fist fucking his cock, pulling the skin back and then glide my tongue across the tip.
Liam bucks his hips forward and lets out a loud curse as I repeat the gesture several times until the precum peeps its way through the tip.
I poke at it with my thumb, soaking up the sticky substance before bringing it to my mouth where I lick it off with my tongue.
“Are you enjoying yourself?” he asks, mocking my earlier question.
“Don’t lie there and pretend you didn’t just enjoy that as much as I did,” I tell him.
“Who’s pretending? But you’re still a fucking tease,” he replies.
When I’m done, I crawl off him and over to my pillow where I lie on my back and anchor myself up on my elbows. I turn my head to Liam and he turns to face me, giving me a wide smile.
“Are you happy?” he asks.
“Being here with you, I couldn’t be happier. This is the best Christmas I could have ever asked for, and I owe it all to you.”
“You don’t owe me anything, Dylan. All I want is for you to be happy.”
“I am happy, more than I think you know. Liam, never in a million years, could I have ever imagined a Christmas Day like this. Me, naked on a private, remote island with a strikingly handsome naked man lying beside me.”
“Strikingly handsome?” he questions.
I lower my brows and reply, “You know you’re fucking hot, so get over yourself.”
We chuckle and then continue to absorb the sun’s rays as we stare out onto the ocean. There’s no one around, and in all honesty, it’s quite relaxing, lying here in the sand totally naked and relaxing all my aching muscles. Although, thanks to Liam’s talented hands, they’re not aching anymore.
We both must have dozed off because I find myself flickering my eyes open and covering them with my hand as I stare up into the sky at the sun.
I roll over to find Liam still asleep beside me, he looks so peaceful and innocent.
I look down at my skin, still glistening from the lotion.
I get to my feet and walk toward the water, then go for a casual stroll with my feet in the water.
It’s nice and cool and refreshing as I wriggle my toes.
I continue along the water, occasionally looking behind me at Liam who is still lying peacefully on the towel.
When I get to the dock, I walk along the pier until I get to the very end and turn around.
As I make my way back to shore, I look to my left and notice three windmills on the hilltop.
I hadn’t noticed those before and I wonder what they’re used for.
With my feet in the water, I walk back and when I catch up to Liam, he’s now sitting up.
“Where did you wander off to?” he asks.
“I just wanted to go for a walk and enjoy the serenity. When I opened my eyes, you were still fast asleep and I didn’t want to wake you. I know how early you wake up every morning and figured you were exhausted, so I wanted to let you sleep.”
“How very considerate of you,” he tells me.
I sit myself down on the towel, curl my knees up to my chest and wrap my arms around them.
“So, what’s the plan for the rest of the day?” I ask.
“Whatever you want. The world is your oyster and the sky’s the limit.”
“When do we have to leave?”
“Tomorrow morning. I promised Richard we’d be gone before noon. He has a ton of bookings over the holidays. And while I heavily compensated him for our time here, I didn’t want to take any bookings away from him.”
“You didn’t tell me you paid for this trip. All you said was that you and Richard were close, personal friends.”
“I didn’t think it was important. Besides, his staff still needed to be paid. After all, they have been working the entire time we’ve been here.”
He makes a valid point, but I can’t believe he did all this just for me.
I know that money isn’t an issue for him, but sometimes it still hurts me to know that I can never repay him for any of this.
Time and time again, he’s told me that he doesn’t care about money, and he doesn’t want a single penny from me, but it still doesn’t make how I’m feeling any easier.
“What’s that look for?” he continues.
“What look?”
“That ‘there’s something I have to ask you’ look. I know it all too well now.”
“I don’t have a look; there is no look.”
He glares at me and frowns.
“It’s just something that’s been playing on my mind for some time now, but I know that I’d be way out of line asking you this.”
“Ask me what? Just spit it out, Dylan.”
“No, it’s okay, really I––”
“Dylan, don’t make me pound the shit out of you, as much as we’d both enjoy it. Just tell me what’s on your mind?”
I sigh, placing my head between my knees before angling it back up again to look at him.
“How much money are you actually worth?”
He scoffs. “Is that what’s on your mind, my net worth?”
“I know I probably don’t have a right to ask, I mean, we’re not married or anything.”
“There are no secrets between us, Dylan. I thought I made that perfectly clear when we started dating.”
“We’re dating?” I ask.
“Well, what would you call the other night when you swooned me off my feet? And don’t change the subject.”
“I’m sorry. I guess a part of me has always been curious. Like I told you, I don’t give a shit about your money, and I don’t want you to think––”
“Eighty-five billion,” he says, cutting me off.
My entire body goes numb. And to tell you the truth, I’m not sure what I was really expecting. I knew he had money, and lots of it, but I don’t think I was really prepared for that answer.
“I’ve shocked you, haven’t I?”
“A little––lot, actually. I don’t know why though because I don’t know what I was expecting.”
“Dylan, listen to me. I want us to be completely transparent with one another. No secrets, no lies, no awkwardness. Whatever is on your mind, I want you to know that you can always ask me anything. No matter what.”
“Thank you, I appreciate that,” I tell him.
“And on that note, I think we should head back to our room and make the most of our last night here,” he says, with a wink.
He gets to his feet, picks up his towel, sliders, and the tube of sunscreen. He holds out his hand for me, I reach out and grab it, and he pulls me up. I grab my towel and sliders and the two of us walk along the sand.
Although it’s still early, by the time we get back to the room, we’re both exhausted.
The two of us decide to shower together, something we haven’t done yet since we started dating.
When we’re done, we dry off and both crawl into bed.
I pull up the covers, and after kissing Liam goodnight, it only takes a few moments for the two of us to fall fast asleep.