24. Lucas #2
Well, it wasn’t that hard to find since they had dropped us close to the entrance. I got a few postcards with some species we had seen, but I was looking for something I could carry around with me as a lucky charm of sorts. I wanted something to remember this day for a long time.
"Whatcha looking for?" Cam asked.
"I'll know it when I see it." My eyes scanned the shelves, walking through the aisles.
Some shirts were cute, but not what I wanted.
And then I saw it. One of those souvenir coin machines.
Not the penny press ones, but the kind that gave you a shiny little medallion.
"This is it!" I could almost hear the squeal in my voice.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yup."
"Which one are you going to get?"
"Duh...the platypus!" I answered.
"Should've known, but let me get it for you."
Cam shouldered past me and put the money in. I watched the machine come to life and turn before hearing the tink of the coin falling to the slot below where I could grab it.
I quickly removed it and looked at both sides. A cute little platypus on one side, and the zoo logo on the other. It was perfect.
“Thank you.”
Cam smiled. “You’re welcome.”
“You’re not getting anything,” I asked him.
“Well, I don’t see any jockstraps…”
I had to laugh. “You’d need an elephant one with what you’ve got down there,” I joked.
“I don’t even want to know if that’s a thing,” Cam replied, shaking his head as he walked through the shop. “I really liked Athena, the baby rhino. I think I might get this shirt.”
It was a cute grey one, with the baby rhino on it. It read, ‘Born This Cute.’
“Definitely cute,” I said. “The shirt too.”
We had forgotten about the shuttles, and had already missed the last one, so I paid for a taxi back to the city.
At least my parents were good for something.
Ugh...my parents. I had almost forgotten they were here.
Well, as here as they were going to get.
I thought they’d try to fit in more, and while they put on a good act with everyone else, they were brutally honest with me.
A bronze still wasn’t good enough for them.
I tried to shake thoughts of them out of my head.
I certainly wasn’t going to let them spoil the rest of the night because I had plans.
Because of Cam’s clothing choice, my dick rubbed on my shorts all day and I was fairly horned up.
His episode with the tearaway underwear hadn’t helped, either.
I figured I needed to up the ante, so I sent Cam a pic of my butt on the ride back.
Cam: Oh really?
He looked over at me and smiled.
Luke: In case you missed it.
Cam: Looking forward to using my tongue later.
Luke: :-O
Cam: Maybe something else too.
Cam: If you want it.
I looked at him, nodding ferociously. I wanted his dick in me bad.
Like, I may have been fingering myself every time I was alone and naked kind of bad.
Well, not at the zoo, but every other time.
I hadn’t been with anyone as big as him, but I had a dildo that was.
Not that it was the same. The real thing was always better.
I thought I could handle it.
Luke: Like you have to ask…
Cam: Want to grab a bite first.
Luke: No. I want you to take a bite out of this.
I pointed to my ass as the text went through.
We were both practically running back to the dorm after the taxi dropped us off.
“Someone’s excited,” I said.
“Look who’s talking.”
I had to admit I was keeping up with him. Thankfully, we didn’t see anyone we knew on the way into the building, otherwise I’m not sure what they would’ve thought.
“Stairs?” I asked.
“I’d like to have some energy left for later.”
The elevator felt like forever.
“It’s taking forever,” Cam whined.
“What’s gotten into you?” I asked innocently, pulling my pants down enough to cause my cheeks to pop out. I could see his shorts tenting.
“That.” Cam flustered, gesturing at my ass. “Thinking about that, naked under your shorts all day today. I was going crazy. I thought I broke your - my - underwear, for fuck’s sake.”
“You do know I’m naked under my clothes all the time, right?”
“Really?” He pushed at me and bolted out the door as soon as it opened.
No one was around, so I started feeling him up from behind as he punched the code, unbuttoning his cutoffs.
The door opened, and I pushed him through, his shorts dropping to the floor.
I kicked off my flip-flops and pulled my shirt off before the door even shut.
Cam turned to face me and after I ripped the tearaway flap of his underwear open, his hardening dick flopped out.
I gave it a squeeze. He threw his head back and moaned and I dove for his neck, kissing it lightly at first and then sucking hard.
“Careful,” he gasped. “Don’t give me a hickey.”
“Well, I’m going to give you one on your ass then.”
I turned him to face the wall and pulled his boxer briefs completely off, leaving him in just the tank top and his shoes.
I pulled my shorts off as well and knelt.
With his beautiful ass at eye level, I worked it with my fingers, one hand per cheek.
He was more muscular than me, but it was pale white.
“I’m going to take you to the nude beach when we get home.”
“I’ll need some lotion on...everywhere,” he finished his thought.
“Oh, I’ll definitely be squirting something on you.” I teased, before bringing my mouth to suck hard on his left buttcheek. I wanted to mark him. I wanted him to see it in the mirror and know he was mine.
“Jesus, Luke,” he hissed. “That’s intense.”
I turned him to face me, and I could see the string of precum dangling from his slit. I gave it a quick lick and stood up. “Let’s clean up. If we’re going to get dirty, we need to get clean first. I want to taste you and only you.”