World Tour

Maldives NSFW

Brett was already running to the edge of the water when Eddy was still getting his second leg into his swimming trunks. 
He ran after him as fast as he could through the pearly sand, giddy like a school boy. When he reached the edge he splashed through the shallow water and then he dove into the small waves, shaking his head like a golden retriever when he surfaced.
Brett was there straight away, screaming with glee, pushing him back under. 
That did it. Eddy attacked him straight back, tickling and pushing. He hadn't felt this free in a long time. Brett grabbed a hold of him and they fell backwards together, lauging loudly, disappearing into the blue water again.

When they both came up, gasping for air and giggling like loons, Eddy happened to see the beach. There was nobody there and the water around them was warm and inviting. 

He pulled Brett towards him, more gentle now, and he kissed him slowly and deeply, taking his time, exploring his mouth with his tongue. Even after months of being together, he could happily kiss Brett for hours. It was the loveliest thing in the world to kiss him: it felt like they were made to fit together. 
He groaned softly, feeling himself growing, his swim shorts becoming too tight quickly.
They'd gone a bit deeper into the water now and Brett, the shorter of the two, put his legs around Eddy's waist, trusting him to keep his footing for the both of them. The warm water came up to Eddy's shoulders. 
He felt Brett's own hardness pressing against his belly now, and that made him even harder. 
¨Oh, fuck, Brett...¨ he groaned softly. 
His eyes shot to the beach again. No one there. 
His hand went down over Brett's belly and slipped into his swimming trunks, stroking Brett softly. 
Brett inhaled sharply, and then tilted his head back and moaned. Suddenly he let go of Eddy and pushed himself back into the water, leaving Eddy staring at him in surprise. He was wriggling around in the water. What was he doing?
He realised instantly what Brett had done when he came back to him and put his legs around his waist again, and Eddy felt that he was naked now. 
Brett lifted his swimming trunks slightly above the water and grinned wickedly. 
¨I felt I was overdressed...¨ he whispered. 
¨Oh fuck...¨ Eddy moaned again, kissing Brett desperately, while fumbling with the string on his own swim shorts, letting himself spring free. 
The feeling of doing this in the water was insanely good, the sloshing waves intensifying every sensation. 
Eddy grinned. ¨Let's see if we can get this to work like this.¨
He grabbed Brett by the hips, and slowly pressed himself against his opening. Before he could do anything else though, Brett ground down, taking him in. 
¨Oh fuck, Brett..." Eddy moaned for the third time as he started to thrust, Brett meeting him, moving with his every movement. 
Eddy grabbed Brett with his right hand and stroked him as they moved in unison, until Eddy threw his head back and pulsed into his husband, feeling him doing the same in his hand. 

They stood there for ages then, Eddy holding his man tenderly in his arms, Brett snuggling his head into Eddy's shoulder while the sun beamed down on them and the water washed away all evidence of their love-making. 
But the next time Eddy's eyes shot to the beach he saw that some people were just turning up with towels, and he reluctantly let Brett go. He grinned softly as Brett fumbled around, getting his swim shorts back on, and then they swam back to the shore. 

¨Wanna shower together?¨ Eddy asked, as he took off his wet swim shorts in their little cabin. 
¨Always¨, Brett smiled, walking in that direction already. 
When Eddy walked in a moment later Brett had turned the shower on, and he was waiting for him with a soapy loofah, ready to soap him tenderly. 

¨This is heaven...¨ Eddy whispered, as he felt Brett pulling the soft sponge over his back, his other arm pulling him close. ¨Let's stay here forever.¨