[Matt x Matt] - A Beach Day

The sound of the sea surrounded everyone's ears. The wind blew silently moving the sand up and down. The view was calming, beside the loud screams that came from overhappily kids that ran here and there playing with water guns. On a lightly isolated place on the beach, two redheads were enjoyng the warmth of the summer. Or at least... they were trying to. "You idiot, how many times I have to tell you not to throw water over me?!" the younger hissed as the other was lightly laughing at his rage. "It's.just.not.funny!" He jumped over the other man trying to punch his face. Fortunately, Matt covered his face in time, his hands stoping the impact. "You little piece of..." The younger kept punching him, until those two strong hands catched his slim ones. "Huh?" Matty said in confusion. The other just gave him a death glare before rolling their position and landing on the younger's body, imobilising him with his weight. "God, you're as fat as a bull! Get off, now!" He tryied to shake the other off him, but Matt's grip was too strong. "Tsk, tsk, no, no, you're gonna pay for your actions." The older smirked at him, and all that could be read on younger's face was horror. "You won't dare, you old trash!" Matty tried to kick him with his legs, but it was too late when the older got up holding the other on his shoulder and walking to the water. "NO, NO, NO, NOOOOOO!" Matty shaked and kicked trough the air with all his being, trying to harm the other man. "YOU, PUT ME DOWN, NOW! THERE'S NO WAY I'M GONNA GO INTO THE WATER!" He yelled in other man's ear. "Oh, but that's exactly what you're gonna do." The younger could already feel the water touching his pale skin as he was brough in the depths of the cold liquid. He fixed his nails deep in other's skin with no thought to let go. "Bring me back on the land!" He yelled once again. Trough, niether of them was going to give up. "Oi, be careful with those nails!" The older tryied to push him away into the water, but there was no way the younger would let go of his body. "Woooah, is that a roadrunner?" Matt said, trying to distract the other, and there he won. "WHEEERE?!" Matty yelled looking from right to left and losing his focus on holding his grip. There Matt took the younger's body and threw him into the water with full force, keeping his head under it. "Yo... Li..Phhssssss" Matty shaked under the grip that held him underwater, kicking uselessly around him and stopping only when he felt a strained pain in his right leg. The warmth filled that place, and there was no good sign for it. Then blood flew trough the water shading it in red. "You.. piece... of shit!" Matty managed to say when the older weakened his grip on his hair and head. "Take me out!" There was no way, the younger would recognise he was hurt, not in front of anybody, especially not in front of that man. "Yell as much as you want, it won't help." Matt told the other in a pretty calm voice, helding younger's body closer to his, still half drowned into the water.  He approached down on younger's neck, pinning his teeths in there and biting deeply. Matty kicked trough the water again, feeling the pain in his leg imobilising him. "You pervert!" He started to breath harder, but couldn't know if it was from the open wound in his leg, or the pleasure he felt coming from the other. But trough, he hated that pleasure. His slim hand moved until it managed to take a full grip on Matt's red hair, pulling him hard. "Oii, that hurts!" He cryed trying to escape the pain he felt in his scalp. But as he couldn't, he resumed at using his hands. One hand slowly moved on the lightly toned abdomen of the younger, craving to touch those sensitive nipples. Matty pulled him by his hair even harder when he felt what he was trying to do. Under his will, he shivered lightly, but thanked to the water that entered his mouth and covered his muffled groan. Only if the other would've realise the pain in his leg, maybe he'll stop. But Matt didn't know a thing, he kept moving his hands on younger's body, one finally reaching to his nipple and starting to rub it. Meanwhile, the other hand, was lightly rolling down waiting to get into those pants. This time, Matty couldn't hold his groans back and with all the shame he held, he let them out, still trying to shake under the other's strong hold, but he couldn't. The pain and the pleasure, both weakened him. "I see you like this." The older whispered in his ear, feeling the slim hand losing it's grip on his hair. But Matty didn't answer, not even when he felt his pants being pushed down ultil they were about his knees. And there wasn't even more time until he felt a hand wrapping around his exposed erection. How he hated this. "Arrrhh" He tryied to hold back his moan and his anger in the same time. His un-harmed leg trying to hit the other, and his hands diging the nails everywhere they could on other's exposed skin. Matt could feel the pain on the places the nails were riping trough his skin, leaving lightly deep red marks, so he moved even faster, stroking other's dick as removing his own pants. Matty couldn't hold back his groans, still trying to escape and run back on the land. But again, he couldn't. And it was too late when he felt something big pushing at his entarce. It pushed hard inside him, and the feeling was over anything he could bare. And when the other started to pound focefully into him, he was lost into the touch. "GGhhhrrhh... Do...Don't!" He tried to yell in between moans, but it was almost impossible. He felt the older's dick penetrating him without mercy, pulling in and out with all the foce he could. Meanwhile, he could still feel the hand stroking his erection as harder as the poundings. His view started to blurry, and his conscious slowly faded away with every thrust that he felt inside him. The pain in his leg already taking control over it all. And the last thing he could remember was the sky... That was so blue and bright. The pleasure, that was so light. The warm feeling inside his asshole as the other came in. And those green eyes.

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He slowly opened his eyes, the bright sky hiting him as he closed them again adjusting his view. The wind blew lazily trough his hair, making it look like a fierce fire. Then he noticed the warm sand, the covers over it. He was back on land. The pain in his leg was gone. And there was just a bandaje left behind where the wound was some time ago. But something missed from the peisaje. Something wasn't right. Then he remembered. Anger rising trough his veins. If it wasn't him, then he wouldn't have to suffer all of this. He moved his head to look around, and noticed something he didn't until then.  His head was placing on something soft,and it felt pretty good. As he looked back, he could notice the older man holding his head on his abdomen, rising a hand to stroke his red locks. "You're such a kid, do you know?" Was the answer that came from him. The younger giving back a death glare. 

"I still hate you."