Phil shrugged slightly and stripped out of his t-shirt and shorts.
“I’ve got rubbers,” he said amiably and fetched a box of ribbed anal condoms and a bottle of lube from the bathroom.
His companion looked up at him speculatively, then pulled him down onto the bed and they snaked around one another at once. Phil’s mouth found his, hot and needy. His tongue darted between Rayne’s teeth and he rolled onto his back, pulling the other youth on top of him, hands roaming eagerly over his mate’s body.
“Are you sore?” he asked when Rayne broke for air. “The sunburn?”
“It’s not so bad today,” his companion said economically. “Hurt like hell last night.”
“Were you hiding from someone?” Phil’s hand reached for his cock and began to pump it rhythmically. Rayne kissed his neck and shoulders and returned the favour, stroking his left hand steadily over Phil’s dick and balls.
“I had a row with the guy that brought me out here,” his mouth fastened onto Phil’s once more and they surged against one another on the bed cover. For a little while there was nothing more said; the only sounds in the room were the soft, wet noises of their conjoined mouths and rubbing hands. Occasionally one or the other uttered a little moan or whimper of approval or encouragement. Rayne kissed his slow way down Phil’s chest, licking and nibbling at his nipples, then bent his head and took the other man’s cockhead in his mouth.
Phil groaned weakly, his breathing quickening as Rayne sucked his cock. He was not huge but already he was intensely aroused. His genitals and scrotum were clean-shaven, which seemed to be a trend out here. It made his five inch cock seem bigger but Rayne had no trouble taking it all and still managing to lick and tease his balls. As Phil spread his legs, his mate reached for the lube and rubbed some sensuously between his soft, tanned cheeks.
“You’re fuckin’ beautiful,” Phil panted, writhing on the bed under him. “You give fuckin’ great head! Touch me inside. Put your fingers up me.”
Rayne came up for air but carried on kissing Phil’s penis and balls as he worked a slippery finger around the other boy’s anal orifice then pressed on his button firmly until he was admitted. Phil bucked his slim hips up off the bed and groaned again, more eagerly as Rayne’s tongue swept from the base of his ball sac to the tip of his cock. He pushed a second finger in and began to pump them both up and down in Phil’s soft, wet hole.
“Omigod!” Phil huffed in a sharper voice. “Will you fuck me?”
Rayne nuzzled his crotch, breathing in his hot, slightly sweaty scent. He licked the salty skin around Phil’s twitching balls, slightly surprised but not displeased by the request.
“Sure,” he breathed, feeling the other lad squirm with pleasure.
Eagerly he kissed his way back up to Phil’s neck and they rubbed together on the bed with Rayne’s cock between the other man’s thighs. His lips touched Phil’s mouth and he whispered; “Help me with the rubber.”
“You really never used them?” Phil looked up at him with wide blue eyes.
“Not much,” Rayne confessed, unable to meet that innocent stare. “Guess I should be dead by now, huh?”
“You’re a fuckin’ angel. Maybe that makes you immune!” Phil giggled, then sat up with Rayne kneeling between his legs and reached for the box of condoms. “Here, let me do it.”
His touch was light and skilful on Rayne’s cock. They kissed one another the whole time he was ripping open the packet and rolling the latex sheath one-handed over his lover’s erection. He did not even look down.
“You’ve done that before,” Rayne panted as Phil’s fingers reached the base of his hard-on.
“Just a bit!” Phil winked at him. He poured a little more lube into the palm of his hand and rubbed it firmly up and down the ridged shaft that jutted against his belly. Rayne’s lips parted around a little “ohhhh” of approval. The condom felt peculiar, like the skin had shrunk and tightened around his penis, it was sensitive but not unpleasant.
Phil kissed his mouth a little harder. His tongue pulsed deep between the other boy’s jaws as they sank back down on the bed again with Phil underneath. Rayne felt his mate’s legs part around him and Phil reached down, pulling his knees back towards his shoulders so that his arse cheeks spread and lifted off the bed.
“Put it in me,” Phil instructed a little more urgently now. “Mmmhhhh, quick Rayne. I need your cock in me.”
Rayne Wilde needed no more encouragement than that. It was rare enough that he got to be the top, he was determined to make the most of Phil’s kind offer. Bracing his knees wide he crouched over the other man and guided his throbbing cock head to Phil’s welcoming entrance. His little pink star was bobbing up and down eagerly on the bed and Rayne gripped his bum to hold him steady as he eased his tool inside. He was amazed at how little resistance Phil’s sphincter offered and in no time at all he was buried to the hilt in the other lad’s hot, wet hole, bucking his hips against Phil’s bare arse while the blond lad’s long legs wrapped around him and he cried out excitedly.
“Oh God! Yeah… yeah… fuck me… fuck me… fuck me! Harder! Jesus, Rayne… Harder! Fuck me hard!”
He was half scared of hurting Phil or tearing the rubber but he got the blond’s knees over his shoulders and straddled his exposed arse, giving the boy what he wanted, banging away at him like it was his only chance. His mate’s soft, moist, slippery arsehole yielded to his thrusts in the most incredibly satisfying way. Phil felt hot and tight around his cock but he was still slipping in and out quick and easy like fucking pussy. Rayne bent over him hands flat on the bedcover either side of Phil’s ribs, his head bent and his dark hair tumbling around his face and swaying back and forth as he bucked away furiously between the blond boy’s legs. Sweat ran down his naked back in streams.
Phil lay with his arms thrown out to either side like a crucified saint, eyes rolled back in his head, mouth open wide, panting and screaming.
“Oh, Rayne! Yeah! Fuck! Fuck me! Make me cum! Maaaaaake me cuuuuuum!”
If he did not reach climax soon, Rayne knew he was going to get there first. The delicious friction on his throbbing prick, combined with the ribbing on the condom, was bringing him unbearably close. He slowed his thrusting briefly but Phil only yelled at him to go faster again.
‘Fuck it!’ he thought with a shake of his head. ‘If he doesn’t cum I can always suck him off!’
He hammered Phil’s arse for all he was worth, satisfying the furious itch inside, and was rewarded when the blond almost bucked him off the bed as he shot his load all over his chest and belly. His tightening chute milked the cream from Rayne’s balls and the dark-haired boy collapsed between his legs with an involuntary cry of ecstasy as Phil’s clenching rectal muscles gripped and squeezed him, controlling the explosion. He could feel his own hot flood filling the rubber sheath and spilling back out onto his nuts as he sprawled on top of Phil moaning like a dying animal.
“Omigod!” Phil huffed in a tiny voice. “Omigod! That was SO good! I’ve been thinking about doing it with you since yesterday. You are SO good, Rayne!”