“Dude!” Elliot groaned, annoyed.
“It’s late…I’ll shower quickly, and we can head off.” Jonathan said, rushing over to his room.
Gabriel sighed.
About 40 minutes later, they were heading for the overwater bungalows stationed near the beach on one of the far ends of the resort. You had to take a small row rowboat over to it, so Jonathan took charge, pumping his wide arms back and forth. Both boys sat on the opposite side of the boat, lustfully admiring how his muscles tensed and flexed with each movement, sharing complicit and lustful looks.
They reached the bungalow, roped the boat, and hopped off. There was a large plank leading to the structure, now lit by candles and small yellow torch lights. It was an exquisite setting.
“This was a great idea, baby.” Jonathan said, smiling back at Gabriel as he walked ahead.
From the outside, the bungalow seemed small, but as they walked in, they realized it stretched onwards over the dock. All the rooms were circular, and the first had a table with some food awaiting them. Further back was a second room with a round mattress, glass floor, and ceiling. It was breathtaking. Gabriel rushed ahead and lunged on the bed, facing up, his eyes piercing through the glass ceiling where a sky of stars awaited him. He lay there, his eyes beaming as the night sky reflected on them. Elliot approached the bed. Gabriel glanced at him, reached for his hand, and pulled him in. Elliot fell sideways and nudged closer to Gabriel, their heads locked as they looked up.
“Are you guys hungry? Jonathan asked from the other room.
Gabriel’s head turned over very slowly, his eyes gazing at Elliot, who seemed distracted by the starlit sky. Then, finally, he pulled himself up and walked up to his father, clutching him from behind, his hands reaching inside his shirt and his fingers grazing the stud’s muscular stomach.
“Let’s have some shots.” Gabriel said.
“Are you sure? I’m not carrying you out of here…” Jonathan razzed.
Gabriel chuckled and went over to his backpack, taking out a small box.
“What’s that?” Jonathan questioned. Gabriel opened the box and took out a joint. “Where the fuck did you get that?” Jonathan asked, surprised.
“Nathan gave it to me the day we went to Phi Phi Islands. I was saving it for a special occasion.” Gabriel proudly stated, holding the blunt to his mouth and lighting it. He took a big puff as Jonathan and Elliot looked at him with surprise. Then, Gabriel reached for his bag again and pulled out his phone and portable sound system. He placed them on a small table and popped some music on. It was Gabriel’s tune. Melodic, electronic, with a chilling vibe. He instantly set a mood, and suddenly, Jonathan and Elliot started to relax, their bodies releasing all their tension.
“C’mon.” Gabriel called, extending his hand to Elliot and pulling him from the bed.
Jonathan gave each of them a shot glass and raised his own. They didn’t say anything. Instead, they just stared at each other. Jonathan’s eyes finally locked on Elliot’s, and for a moment, the tension and awkwardness that had plagued them since Gabriel’s assault disappeared. They proceeded to down several glasses over the next few minutes, passing the joint around, and it wasn’t long before they started to let loose. They were sitting at the table, chatting and laughing, when Gabriel suddenly stood up just as a particularly sensual tune popped on.
His body started moving, his hips waving sensually from one side to the other. Jonathan’s and Elliot’s faces dropped, and their eyes sealed on Gabriel’s body. The boy took his hands to his shirt and pulled it off, exposing his beautiful skin and fit upper body. His nipples were already hard, and his head tilted back as he danced, his pelvis ushering the other’s lust in a hypnotizing choreography. He took his fingers to the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down slightly, exposing his public area, his abdomen teasing the unseen. Under the fabric, his cock raged to be set free. Jonathan chuckled nervously. Elliot looked at him, surprised. It was the first time he had seen or heard Jonathan sound remotely nervous. But truthfully, inside, he felt the same.
As they looked at Gabriel, they marveled at how the layers of his inherent shyness seemed to peel away. This trip, despite its tribulations, had inadvertently unleashed Gabriel’s dormant side: a creature of pure pleasure, lust, and unbridled passion, whose binding shackles were being shattered by Jonathan and Elliot’s opposing nature. As they stared at Gabriel, they smiled. It was like watching him be born again. More vibrant, captivating, and vibrant than before.
As his hips moved, his dick dangled playfully in the air. Suddenly, Gabriel broke eye contact, his eyes closing as his mind wandered, his soul entirely enveloped by the music and the moment. His body moved with grace and sensuality, freed from any judgment or shame, and every muscle in his body sent a message: his soul was free. Then, everything became smaller, the walls caved in, and the air went still. Nothing existed besides his body and its effortless motion.
And at that moment, his eyes still shut, Gabriel felt something touch his body. Two warm flickers grazing his front and back, two cocks buffing his pelvis and ass. Elliot and Jonathan had undressed and joined him, and now, their bodies moved with him, merged in one single stir. And it wasn’t long before Gabriel’s sweet voice cut through the air like a lovely summer scent.
“Let’s play a game.” He suggested, his body locked between his best friend and his father. “Tonight, I’m in charge. And you have to do everything I say. Deal?” He proposed.
“Ok, baby.” Jonathan groaned as he kissed his neck.
“Anything you want.” Elliot muttered, his tongue pinching one of Gabriel’s hard nipples.
“Dad, go lay on the bed.” He ordered.
Jonathan pulled away, took the band from his hair, unlocked his beautiful long locs, hopped on the bed, and faced up, his massive cock pointing at the ceiling. It was throbbing and oozing precum. Gabriel took his mouth to Elliot’s ear and whispered something, making his friend pull back and look at him surprised. Gabriel took the lead and crawled over to his father, his mouth half-open and tongue sticking out. As soon as he reached his father’s thighs, his eyes rolled back in ecstasy, and his mouth lunged forward, swallowing the stud’s cock. The boy’s lips stretched thin as he did. His moans started firing, and his eyes closed in rapture.
Jonathan’s hands came up, covering his face as he groaned in pleasure. By now, Gabriel knew precisely how to please his father’s cock. He knew how to move his tongue and lips, how far to reach, and when to slow down. Jonathan’s pleasure was Gabriel’s second nature. Elliot stood there, hesitant. That was, until Gabriel’s arm came up, signaling him to join him. Elliot crawled over and laid his body next to Jonathan’s cock, his blue eyes becoming even more intense as he neared the massive dick, inebriated by his musky scent already fused with Gabriel’s taste. Gabriel pulled away and smiled, holding the base of his father’s cock, now coated with his spit, waiting for his friend to surrender to it finally.