Through The Eyes Of

First Times

Slash

Incredible; everything I touch feels incredible against my skin right now. Whatever those white pills were that those chicks gave us they are fucking fabulous; it's like they make you feel and hear and see everything in a deeper way and it's better than anything in the world. Touch seems to be the sense most affected though; I want to fucking touch everything! In the car before we stopped to spend a few hours on this sweet little beach these two chicks knew about I couldn't stop running my hands over the tops of my legs, my leather pants felt like silk under my fingers and both my fingers and legs felt like they were, tingling is not the word, humming maybe, who cares anyway? All I care about right now is music and Duff and the rest of the guys and the sunshine and the ocean and touching everything in sight...this shit is so great.

Duff and I are laying naked on the sand holding hands and staring at the sky. We're separated from the other guys by a bunch of beach grass and some scruffy bushes. I'm tired and I feel really glazed over and kind of like I'm floating; that post-orgasmic state of sleepy satisfaction only amplified by the drugs. Duff's fingers are tickling the palm of my hand and the pleasurable little jolts of electricity this elicits pull me out of the daze I've been in. I look over at Duff and smile. He catches me looking at him and asks "What are you smiling at beautiful?"

"You," I answer, "and everything, everything's just perfect."

"Yeah, I don't know what this shit is that those chicks gave us but man it makes me so fucking happy!" he laughs. "Fuck man and the way it makes you feel when you touch shit or shit touches you...incredible!"

"Hey! I thought it was me that made you feel incredible a few minutes ago!" I tease and pretend to pout.

"Shit, like that was in doubt or something. You made me feel amazing babe, drugs or not that was one of the best orgasms I've had in months! Come to think of it every time we've fooled around I came so hard I thought my eyeballs were going to explode!" he informs me.

"Now that's a sexy image, exploding eyeballs!" I joke.

Duff smiles and sits up and his eyes lock on something in the water. "C'mere Curly Sue," he says and holds out his arms to me. I sit up and move over to him and he pulls me over so that I'm sitting in front of him with his chest pressed into my back and his arms around me. I look up to see what's caught his attention so much that I need to see it too and what I see is Izzy fucking Axl in the water. I wonder what happened to the girls? Who the fuck cares though; watching this is hotter than watching them with those chicks would have been.

Izzy's kneeling behind Axl; one hand splayed across his chest and shoulder for leverage and the other wrapped around Axl's cock just under the water, his hand moving rhythmically in time to his thrusts. I can faintly hear Axl moaning and I can see Izzy whispering in his ear. "Now that's a sexy image," Duff whispers hoarsely to me before moving his lips down to kiss the side of my neck.

"Shit Duff," I growl as my dick hardens up again. I can feel Duff having the same reaction where he's pressed up against my back and he has to lean back to readjust himself and then his hard cock is pressed between our bodies. I watch Izzy and Axl some more and I realize that Izzy's not just fucking him; Izzy's making love to him. The way Izzy moves and the way he touches Axl; caressing his chest, the side of his face and his stomach, how he places small kisses on Axl's neck and cheek, the way he's talking to him quietly and Axl's affectionate, tender, reactions; all of it speaks of intense emotions. My guess is that Izzy's laid back, cool attitude and Axl's in your face straightforwardness goes out the window when they're alone together. Even from this far away I can tell that they're both completely vulnerable when it comes to the other. "It's like you can see both of their hearts on display," I whisper.