Not surprisingly, a loud gasp broke out from Jonathan’s mouth, followed by a fierce groan as he emptied into Gabriel’s hole. Load after load of thick batter, his pelvis continuously pounding as his cock helped push his cum further in.
“Mother fucker!” Jonathan hollered, both excited and disappointed he couldn’t last long. But Gabriel’s hole was his favorite place, after all. Jonathan panted and chuckled as his dick slid from Gabriel, the boy’s hips bucking. “You, ok?” He asked, still concerned about Gabriel’s injuries.
The boy nodded, walking up to the shower and sliding his hand inside his crack, washing his father’s cum off.
“What were you going to say? Back there, I mean.” Jonathan questioned. Gabriel halted, his body drizzling with shower gel.
“Nevermind.” Gabriel replied elusively. “I’m going to check on Elliot.” He said, opening the glass door and jumping out of the shower, grabbing a towel and drying himself as he rushed for the other room.
He rolled the towel around his waist and crossed the living room into the first bedroom. The beds were empty, but as he reached the middle of the room, his eyes caught a glimpse of someone on the balcony. Gabriel sauntered to find Elliot sitting alone in one of the lounge chairs facing the beach. He crept up behind his friend and embraced him, kissing his neck.
“Hey, pussy.” Elliot teased, bringing his hands up and holding Gabriel tight, seemingly wanting his friend to stay there forever.
Gabriel went around him and sat on his lap. He looked inside Elliot’s deep blue eyes, squinting as he scanned his feelings. They didn’t speak. They didn’t need to. Gabriel knew what was troubling his best friend. Suddenly, he beamed.
“Stop that.” Elliot said, making Gabriel giggle. “It’s so annoying.” He stated.
But Gabriel seemed bent on pulling Elliot out of his predicament. So instead, he started playfully moving his ass, teasing his friend’s cock, which bloated instantly. He could feel Elliot’s cock hardening under his thin beach shorts. Then Gabriel leaned forward, grabbing his friend’s neck and kissing his ear.
“I know what you’re thinking.” He whispered. “Trust me. I got your back, ok?” Gabriel uttered, pulling away and winking. Elliot looked at him, stumped yet mesmerized by Gabriel’s words.
He knew Gabriel’s love for him, and even though he couldn’t fully understand what he meant, Elliot’s trust was blind. He let his head tumble forward, hitting Gabriel’s chest. The boy’s hand came around Elliot’s head, brushing his curly hair. Elliot exhaled, his anxiety melting away inside Gabriel’s mystical embrace.
Thirty minutes later, they sat at the deck, chatting as Gabriel continued to low-key attempt to pull Elliot out of his mental rut. But he seemed off, distant. Last night’s intimate moment had struck a nerve inside the boy, and although their hearts felt closer than ever before, his mind was detached. They eventually moved into the canopy, and each stretched in their chair. Jonathan slept, exhausted from his shower fuck with Gabriel. Elliot sprawled, his arms crossed behind his head, wearing his sunglasses as he scanned the horizon vacantly. Gabriel read his book, occasionally sid-eyeing his friend. Finally, unable to focus on his reading, he closed it and put it down, sloping forward on his chair and dropping his head between his shoulders.
“Hey.” A familiar husky voice called. Gabriel lifted his head to find Nathan darting at him anxiously. “Can we talk?” He requested. Gabriel squinted, the sun hitting his face. Then he skimmed at Elliot, his friend’s eyes concealed under his glasses.
“I don’t…” Gabriel stuttered.
“Please, Gabriel…” Nathan muttered, embarrassed.
“Dude, he doesn’t want to talk to you.” Elliot intervened. Nathan frowned, holding his ground as he waited for Gabriel’s response.
“Ok. Fine.” Gabriel conceded, standing up. Elliot tilted forward, ready to follow his friend. “It’s ok. I won’t go far.” He whispered to Elliot. “C’mon.” He said, signaling with his head for Nathan to follow him.
The two wandered further down the beach, eventually halting near the shore where they sat. Gabriel just gazed at the ocean line while Nathan fidgeted, garnering the courage to engage in conversation.
“I’ve been wanting to talk to you. About that night. But you’ve ignored me.” He stated, sounding heavy and glum.
“I’ve just had a lot on my mind. Been trying to focus on spending time with my family, Nathan.” Gabriel replied, an uncharacteristically coldness to his voice.
“Are you upset?” Nathan asked. There was a brief silence.
“Not upset. Disappointed.” Gabriel explained, scanning the surroundings, almost as if he was making sure nobody was listening. Then his eyes locked on Nathan. “You left me there.” He revealed as Nathan’s eyes twitched in distress.
“I…” Nathan stuttered, unable to explain himself. “I got scared. But I came back for you.” Nathan tried to plead.
“I could have been dead by then.” Gabriel said. Nathan bowed his head in shame. “Hey, look at me.” He said, his empathy reaching out to Nathan’s soul. “It’s ok. I don’t blame you.” Gabriel stated, his voice subdued and contained. Nathan’s head came up and locked on the horizon.
“So…is this it?” Nathan questioned, his voice lingering in momentary gloom.
“I have always believed, and I still believe, that whatever good or bad fortune may come our way, we can always give it meaning and transform it into something of value.” Gabriel quoted, a soft smile pushing through.
“Page 47…” Nathan whispered, chuckling, his eyes still locked on the ocean. “Did you find your meaning?” He asked.
Gabriel straightened himself, his eyes searching around. Suddenly, they stopped. Elliot had followed them and was sitting just a few yards back, his eyes on his best friend. Gabriel’s heart and soul beamed, and his lips stretched into a smile.
“I think I have, yes.” He stated categorically.
“Can we still be friends?” Nathan asked.
“Ovecourse. Let’s meet up when we get back home.” Gabriel suggested. “See ya, Nathan.” He sounded, standing up and walking towards Elliot.
“See ya, Gabriel.” Nathan replied, his eyes following Gabriel as he strolled away.
Gabriel’s knees fell to the ground as he approached Elliot, his face now glued to his friend’s, smiling.
“Why are you smiling?” Elliot questioned, annoyed.
“Because I’m happy.” Gabriel replied, his mouth hovering over Elliot’s face, layering his breath over it.
“What the fuck was that about?” Elliot asked, pointing his chin at Nathan, who had now walked away. Gabriel just shrugged, his eyes scanning Elliot’s face, his full attention on him.
“Let’s go for a walk.” Gabriel offered, his eyes locking on Elliot’s beautiful lips as his tongue casually glazed over them. Elliot immediately looked back at their canopy, where Jonathan slept peacefully.
“What about your Dad?” Elliot asked, clearly concerned about the secrecy of their getaway.
“He’s out for at least a couple of hours.” Gabriel replied, his voice more sultry. “Elli…?” He whispered into his friend’s mouth, their lips practically touching.