Vacation Rules!

Authors note: I've taken some liberties of combining a resort in Acapulco and in Aruba. The soldiers with the big guns are very real.

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"Wake up Justin, we're landing."

"How long was I asleep?"

"Since we left the Pitts."

"Sorry."

"No sweat. I practically dragged you out of the diner. Why don't you quit that job?"

"I like it, Bri."

"I thought you like working for Kinnetic."

"I do but the diner gives me freedom, it's a no-brainer; you understand?"

"Yeah, come on, brain-less, grab your carry-on."

"How far away is the resort?"

"About an hour."

"Is it, you know."

"Fag friendly? Of course it is, as long as we stay on the grounds. If we go into town we have to cool it."

"I understand."

"Good. Let's book."

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"Whoa! It's hot!"

"Of course it's hot."

"I didn't think it was going to be this hot."

"Justin, it's Acapulco, it's summer, it's hot."

"Hey, we get off the plane here?"

"Yeah and take the tram to the terminal. Stick close, they like blonds here. Your mother will kill me if you were taken into white slavery."

"Very funny Bri."

"You think I'm kidding? Wait till we go through customs."

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"Pleasure or business, gentlemen."

"Pleasure."

"How long."

"Two weeks."

"Enjoy yourselves."

"Thank you."

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"That wasn't so bad, Bri."

"Look back, carefully."

"Shit, what is he doing with that gun?"

"What do you think?"

"Looks like he's jerking it off."

"Smart boy."

"Shit, Bri, let's get out of here."

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"How do we get there?"

"By van."

"Hope it's air conditioned."

"Doubt it."

"Why?"

"For some one who got 1500 on his SAT's you're a real dumbass. Despite of all the money we tourists sink into this country and my tax money, it's still poor. The price of gas is even higher here than back home. They don't waste it on air conditioning."

"Oh."

"Here's us."

"Brian, these windows don't open."

"It's hotter than hell in here and some of us don't believe in the power of soap."

"Sorry."

"Not you, twat, although you are a little ripe."

"Hey, you weren't slinging hash in a hot diner six hours ago."

"I know. Relax, conserve energy. I don't want you to dehydrate before we get there. I don't trust their clinics."

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"Wake up Justin, we're here."

"I don't feel so good."

"You need water and food. We'll check in and I'll order something. You take a cool shower, you'll feel better."

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"Better now?"

"Yeah, I was getting dizzy."

"I noticed. Sit, finish your water and listen up. Here are the rules."

"Rules?! Brian, this is a vacation, why do we need rules?"

"You want to have fun or get sick or hurt?"

"Fun."

"Right answer.  Rule #1, no wandering off the resort. There are soldiers with very big guns all over the place and you're too pretty to resist."

"No wandering, got it."

#2, no drinking anything that doesn't come out of a bottle or can."

"Why?"

"You want to spend the next two weeks in the bathroom?"

"Okay; what about alcohol?"

"That's okay but try not to get anything with ice. Stick to beer if you're not sure."

"What else."

"#3, don't flash your cash, you'll be surrounded by more beggars than flies on shit."

"Anymore?"

"One more. #4, no tricking."

"What?!"

"You heard me."

"But..."

"I won't either."

"I don't understand."

"Justin, I brought enough supplies for us, I don't trust the shit they have down here nor do I trust anyone who says they believe in safe sex. Not here, they'll promise anything to get in your pants. For me Jus, the next two weeks, you and me."

"Brian, can you do that?"

"Not trick for two weeks? Believe it or not, yes I can. The alternative is not an option. I told you I want you safe and around for a very long time."

"Oh Brian."

*kiss*

"Down boy, sleep, we have two weeks for that."

"You're sure."

"Very."

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"Mmm, hey."

"Hey yourself."

"Thank god they believe in air conditioning in the hotel."

"Yeah."

"What time is it."

"About 10."

"In the morning?"

"Yes."

"I guess I was tired."

"That and jet lag."

*stomach growling*

"Someone's hungry."

"I could eat."

"Of course you could."

"You wanna be the appetizer?"

"First sensible thing you said since we got here."

Justin throws back the blanket and sheet revealing his lover in all his naked glory proudly waving his morning wood. Justin positions himself so that he can suck on Brian's throbbing cock while watching Brian's face.

Justin goes to work.

Slowly, Justin's tongue washes over his salty sweaty lover. Laving the long hard shaft, Justin teases, waiting to hear the growl that will eventually emerge. Brian doesn't disappoint.

"Stop teasing Justin."

Justin smiles then dives down to engulf Brian's smoldering organ.

"Oh fuck!"

Brian grabs a fist full of sheets, Justin holds the slim hips in place and continues his assault, bringing his lover to the edge again and again. Brian let's out another guttural groan. Justin slows, giving Brian time to calm, then looks up at his lover's face.

"I want a ride."

Digging into the bed side chest, Brian finds the necessary supplies and tosses them near Justin. Justin grabs the condom and lube to prepare himself.

"Let me see."

Justin turns and bends over so that Brian can watch him lubricate his own hole. Brian's voice hitches as he moans out...

"So hot, so beautiful. Ride me baby, ride me hard."

Justin turns again, swiftly putting the condom onto Brian then squats over Brian while he holds up his dick. Both men cry out as Justin leans back, impaling himself on the long hard member. Pausing briefly to adjust, Justin raises up then leans back again, hard.

After several long minutes of Justin working his thigh muscles, bouncing on his lover's cock, Brian senses his boy's near exhaustion. He takes hold of Justin's waist stilling the boy while Brian bucks his hips wildly up and down bringing them both closer to the edge.

Justin leans down to suck on Brian's luscious lips, crushing his erection between them. Hugging his boy tight, Brian flips them both to finish them off. Justin wraps his strong legs around Brian's waist while Brian pummels Justin's tight sweet ass.

"Oh god Justin, close!"

"Brian, now!"

Both men cry out again as Justin cums, splattering Brian's chest and as Brian fills the condom deep within Justin's ass.

They slump together as they recover.

"That was some appetizer."

"Amazing."

*stomach growling*

"I think that was you."

"All this exercise made me hungry, lets shower then get breakfast."

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"Hey Bri, why do we have to wear these bracelets."

"This is an all inclusive trip."

"What's that?"

"We paid for everything up front, while we're in the resort we don't have to use any cash. The bracelets indicate that to the staff, so don't loose it."

"We really don't have to pay for anything?"

"Pretty much. The buffet, snack hut, bar and beach and snorkel equipment is all included. Room service is extra and of course, the gift shop."

"Even the big drinks in pineapples?"

"Even those."

"Great, I want to try each one."

"Of course you do. Food first Sunshine, then you can begin your debauched research into pineapple drinks. Now grab that backpack and lets go."

"What's in it?"

"Hats, sunglasses, sunblock, a couple books, towels and my..."

"Laptop, oh no Brian, no work, this is a vacation."

"Justin."

"No, Brian, not on the first day. You want to check your email later, that's fine but no work, at least this first week. You need to relax. For me."

"Fine, for you. Out! I think we missed breakfast, it's already time for lunch."

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"Brian, look at all this food!"

"Easy there partner. Put your eyes back in your head. Let's not become the greedy American. Leave some for the rest of us."

"I will."

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"I'm impressed, your plate isn't over flowing."

"This is a buffet Bri, I can go back for seconds."

"And thirds."

"And fourths."

"Pig."

"Oink, oink. So what do we do after breakfast, er, lunch?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Check out the beach."

"Beach it is."

"Brian, why are you doing this?"

"Doing what?"

"Being nice, agreeable, this vacation. Is everything alright, I mean..."

"I know what you mean and yes, everything, I mean everything is fine. Justin, after everything that's happened this past year, don't you think we deserve a break?"

"Yes."

"We're taking it."

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

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"Justin, this looks like a good spot, I'm going to plant it here."

"Okay, I'm gonna check out the water."

"Justin, remember the rules, 1 and 4."

"One and four, right, RIGHT."

"Be careful and put on your hat."

"Yes, mother."

"Brat."

"Asshole."

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"Shit, I fell asleep, thank the gods for sunblock or I'd be toast. Justin. Justin? Where the fuck did he go? JUS..."

"Right here."

"Shit! Don't sneak up on me like that."

"Brian, you're as nervous as a cat."

"Where'd ya go?"

"Went to get us a couple bottles of water."

"Thanks, I'm dry."

"Figured you'd be."

"You okay? How's the water?"

"Okay."

"Justin."

"I met some guys."

"And?"

"And nothing."

*eyebrows raised*

"Rule #4 Brian, they wanted to get laid. I really wanted to hang out, play video games."

"Sorry about that, guess I'm an old fart."

"Don't start that age shit again with me, you're not old. You probably weren't the video game type even when you were my age."

"You right, I wasn't. Maybe after those guys fuck around a bit they'll hang out with you."

"Ya think?"

"Could happen. Come on, I'll let you beat me in a couple rounds of space invaders."

"What's that?"

"Shit."

*giggle*

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"That was fun Bri."

"Justin, I did not fly thousands of miles to play video games."

"I realize that but it was fun whipping your ass."

"I know another ass that needs a whipping."

"Who's ass would that be?"

"Some gorgeous bubble butt."

"Oh yeah? Where?"

"Come here, brat."

"Catch me."

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"Mmm, you caught me."

"You let me."

"Of course I did. You wanna, here, on the beach?"

"I'd love to but I don't want sand up my ass."

"I'd rather my tongue up your ass, besides, even though this place is fag friendly, I'd rather be in a nice soft bed with climate control."

"Good thinking."

*stomach growling*

"Sunshine, I do believe your stomach has other ideas."

"Dinner first, then you for dessert."

"Lead on, baby."

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"Wow, I feel like a fatted cow."

"Ate like one."

"I'm a growing boy."

"Yeah and it's all ass."

"Thought you like my ass."

"More than like, Sunshine."

"Come on big boy, we wash off the sand and sunblock and eat."

"Eat?"

"Each other."

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"Come here baby and give me that ass."

Brian decides that a slow, thorough worship of Justin's ass was needed. He places a pillow in the middle of the bed and lays his baby belly down on it, positioning Justin's plump rump so he can feast upon it. Kissing a slow path from Justin's ears down his spine, Brian lovingly nibbles his way to his prize. Stopping briefly to inhale Justin's scent, Brian spreads Justin's legs to begin his most satisfying meal of the day.

Running his tongue up and down the soft skin between the pale globes. Brian takes his time getting to the puckered hole, twitching before him. Justin moans impatiently, wanting, willing Brian to hurry things along. Putting his baby out of his misery, Brian hardens his tongue and plunges in. Justin bucks back trying to draw more of Brian's tongue within him. Brian obliges, pushing deeper into Justin. Groans of delight escape the blond's lips and Brian sighs with satisfaction.

After sometime, Justin begins to tremble with a passionate need to be filled by Brian's weeping cock. Brian picks up the condom packet he kept conveniently be his side and tears it open. Justin sighs at the sounds knowing he will soon be filled with his lover's hot hard cock.

"Hurry Brian."

"Patience, little one."

Justin's hole, slick with spit, accepts Brian's shaft almost effortlessly. Brian continues his worship with his cock, slowly at first then picking up the pace as Justin raises up to meet each thrust.

Their lovemaking becomes almost frenzied as their passion and orgasms begin to build.

"Harder, Brian, harder. Split me open!"

"Justin!"

The lovers cum with a seizure like force. As the waves crash against the shore, they crash to the bed, spent, exhausted, desperate to get air into their lungs.

They lay there until Brian's hand eases between them to withdraw, holding the edges of the condom securely in his grip. Brian tenderly kisses Justin before retreating into the bathroom, disposing of the well used condom and bringing back a damp cloth to clean his lover.

Gathering his sated boy in his strong arms, Brian draws the blanket over them and murmurs...

"You make a fine dessert."

"Only for one who truly appreciates it."

"Mine baby, all mine."

"Yours Bri, all yours."

"Sleep now, baby."

"Sleeping now."

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"Brian help me!"

"Justin! Where are you?"

"Right here."

"Fuck."

"Brian, you look like you've seen a ghost."

"Bad dream."

"Tell me."

"You were kidnapped."

"White slavery again?"

"Something like that."

"Well I..."

"What happened?"

"Rule #1 happened."

"You okay?"

"I am. I went for a walk on the beach. I guess I got too close to the end of the resort, there were soldiers but they were too busy harassing another kid to notice me. When they did, they let the kid go and we ran back here."

"That's it, we're leaving."

"No Bri, we have a week left, please, I want to stay."

"Baby, if anything happened to you."

"Nothing will, you can't get rid of me that easy."

*sigh* "What'd you need my help with?"

"My back; can you put this stuff on my back?"

"Sure. When did you take this walk of yours?"

"A couple of days ago, after lunch, while you were sleeping."

"Your feet."

"What?"

"Let me see your feet."

"Here, see? I was wearing my water shoes. Jeeze Brian, I swear you're getting worse than Debbie."

"I prefer to retain the only ball I have left, Sunshine, so indulge me."

"Yes, mother."

"Brat. Justin, you sure you're ok?"

"I am, I swear. Brian I don't understand. You're so hot, gorgeous, tall, sophisticated looking, why me, not you?"

"You're young, blond, beautiful, with an ass that won't quit. I'm old and dark."

"Not old, older but not old."

"Go, go swimming, go play, let me finish my nap."

"I love you Brian."

"Yeah, yeah, go...and..."

"Rules #1 and 4."

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"Brian I can't believe our vacation is almost over."

"Just a few more days."

"You look so good."

"Of course I do."

"Vain asshole, you look well rested and so tan."

"I wish I could say the same about you."

"Huh?"

"I agree with you about the well rested part. No more dark circles under your eyes and I think you gained a few pounds."

"I look fat?"

"No, twat. But with you working two jobs and back at school, you dropped weight. I was talking about your skin. I don't know how you manage to be paler than when we left the Pitts. They're all gonna think I chained you up to the bed while I went out fucking everything with a cock."

*giggle* "Poor Brian."

"You better tell them the truth."

"Like that'll help your reputation. You want them to know that you were sooo worried that I'd get sun poisoning that we went through three bottles of sunblock, that you slathered all over me and made me wear a hat and sometimes long sleeves when it was hotter than hell, and sat me under an umbrella when we were by the pool. Sure Bri, I'll tell them. Then they'll all know."

"Know what?"

"That you love me, you care about me."

"On second thought, let them think I chained you to the bed and had my way with you 24/7 for two weeks."

"You did anyway."

"As I recall, you had your way with me too."

"I did, didn't I."

"Now don't we look like the cat who ate the canary."

"No, just the twink who topped the stud."

"You little shit, wait till I get my..."

*knock on the door*

"Who the fuck is that?"

"I'll get it."

"Hiya Justin."

"Hey guys."

"Can you come out and play."

"Sure, wait a second. Brian, we're going to the game room, catch you later."

"You're not off the hook that easy."

"Later Bri. Come on guys, lets blow up something."

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"Hey Bri."

"Hey Sunshine, you have fun conquering the aliens?"

"Yeah but I'd rather have fun with you."

"What did you have in mind?"

"Not that, yes that, but later. We should go into town and pick up presents for everyone."

"We'll have dinner too."

"Sounds good."

"What's wrong, sorry to be going home?"

"Not really."

"What then?"

"Rule #4."

"What about it?"

"You haven't broken it, have you?"

"No."

"Not even with that dreamy bartender who creams his pants every time you order a beer?"

"No, not even with him."

"But he's so hot."

"You're hotter. Justin, what's with the inquisition?"

"This is so fucked. You can do that here but when we go home, to hell with the rules and you go back fucking and sucking every goddamned fag in the Pitts."

"Jeeze, Justin, I damned if I do and damned if I don't. What the fuck you want from me?"

"Rule # 4 Brian, when we go home, rule # 4."

"Okay."

"I've never known you to go more than forty-eight hours without sticking your cock up someone's...okay? Did you say okay?"

"I did."

"You mean that?"

"I do."

"Did we just get married?"

"No, we didn't."

"It's that easy for you to give up tricking."

"I didn't say it was going to be easy and I can't promise that I won't slip up but yes, I can give up tricking."

"How?"

"How? Think about it Justin, when was the last time you saw me or heard I was fucking around?"

"I, uh, I don't know."

"I've been following rule # 4 for some time now."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you what? That the stud has lost it, that the one ball wonder, isn't, that Rage is no longer saving Gayopolis one fuck at a time. Justin, I didn't want this to happen. I certainly didn't plan on this happening, it just did. I've been trying to understand it but I don't. I only know that I don't want anyone else and I don't want you to trick either."

"Brian, I don't know what to say."

"Don't say anything; I'm going back to our room, I need to be alone. Go and play with your little friends."

"Brian."

"No, Justin, just leave me the fuck alone."

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"Hey."

"Hey."

"I'm sorry Brian."

"No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have stormed off like that, I was feeling a little ..."

"Trapped?"

"A little."

"I didn't mean to do that. It was kind of tearing me up inside, the closer we were getting to going home, the more nervous I was feeling. Hanging around those guys, they have no rules. They've been fucking their way through every male between 19 to 45. I think we're the only ones they haven't fucked."

"They didn't try anything, did they?"

"Brian, stop with the guard dog shit. They asked nicely if I was interested and they wanted you too."

"How civil of them. What did you tell them?"

"I said not interested. If they wanted to shoot pool or go to the arcade or throw back a few beers, I'd be there but if it involved a dick that wasn't attached to my stud, I'd pass."

"You said that?"

"Essentially, yes."

"It's getting late, let's go to dinner. If the shops are still open we can buy a few souvenirs. Tomorrow we can spend the whole day in town and shop till we drop."

"Great. Brian, rule # 4; if we don't break it, really don't break it, for a long time, do you think we could..."

"I don't know Sunshine, that scares me. I don't know if I could do that."

"Even with me?"

"Especially with you. I've been careful, baby, but shit can happen to anyone. I don't think I'd know how to do it without using a ..."

"I understand and I love you."

"You do."

"I do."

"Are we married?"

"Not yet."

"In your dreams, Sunshine."

"Come on, stud, let's go to town and not paint the town red, spend some green and not break rule #4."

"Sounds like a plan to me."

"Of course it does."

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"Brian, I can't believe we're going home tomorrow."

"I can't believe all the shit you bought."

"We couldn't leave anyone out."

"God forbid."

"I wasn't the one who bought all that jewelry."

"Justin we're in Mexico, the mines aren't too far, besides the silver looks nice against your skin."

"The gold looks good with your tan."

"Of course it does."

"Emmett's going to love the turquoise pendent you bought him. Bet he has pants to match."

"I know he has pants to match. Let's stop talking about Emmett and do something with our last day."

"What do you have in mind?"

"It's pouring out, I think we need to stay in bed."

"Brian, I think the sun has scrambled your brain. There isn't a cloud in the sky."

"You can't hear all that rain? Buckets and buckets of rain, forcing us to stay in here, in bed, all day long."

"Cum to think about it, it does look a little cloudy. Yup, I definitely see a cloud."

"Come here, Sunshine."

"Brian."

"What baby?"

"Want you."

Tell me what you want."

"Roll over."

Justin watches Brian stretch out like a panther getting comfortable on the limb of a great tree. His artist's eyes can see every rib, every vertebrae, every muscle pulled taut before him. Running his fingers up and down his lover's back, Justin feel's Brian shudder beneath him. No growls this time, Brian waits patiently for what ever Justin wants.

Justin takes his time licking and kissing every inch, leaving nothing untouched by his tongue and lips. Justin wants it slow.

Parting the brunet's legs, Justin explores the recesses of Brian's ass as if it was the first time. Drinking in Brian's scent, memorizing each fold, blowing warm puffs of his breaths on the sensitive skin. No growls, just moans of appreciation and sighs of love.

Wanting more, Justin delves deeper into the puckered hole, loosening it, stretching it with his tongue then his fingers. Brian remain compliant and willing.

Donning a condom and adding more lube, Justin enters the tight tunnel, luxuriating in the warmth, relishing the love.

They move together in a choreographed dance, reminiscent of Fred and Ginger or Torvill and Dean. Instinctually giving pleasure to each other until the finale which explodes like the 4th of July.

They curl around each other, equal partners, both top and bottom and in love.

"Mmm, that was good Sunshine."

"Yeah?"

"Might let you top more often."

"I like being the bottom, besides, if we're going to follow rule #4, I wouldn't want your skills to get rusty."

"Very smart boy."

"Bri, do you think they'll notice?"

"Who notice what?"

"The fags back home, think they'll noticed your absence?"

"Perhaps. The increased bouts of depression caused by ‘stud off the marketitis' might be a clue. Nah, someone else will take my place. Maybe Ted will get lucky."

"Oh no Brian, you're irreplaceable."

"Ya think?"

"I know."

"Have I told you lately how smart you are?"

"Yeah, but say it again. I may need a little convincing."

"I *kiss* love *kiss* your *kiss* little brain. *kiss*"

"And I *kiss* love *kiss* yours. *kiss*"

"Not so little."

"Not little at all. I'm beginning to like these rules of yours."

"Ours."

"Ours. I still can't believe this will be easy for you."

"When I make my mind up."

"You're more stubborn than I am."

"Exactly. No more talk about rules Sunshine, more fucking."

"Vacation rules!"

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