“How about we plan for our meals, since we aren’t into tours and dolphins? How about dinner?” Gene asked. “We can meet at the restaurant and take a walk on the beach afterward. I want to bring home some seashells so EJ and I can remember this vacation.”
Corbin didn’t mind that.
“We want to get some too.”
Well, then, they’d made their plans for tonight, so Corbin had backup, and later, he’d enjoy his man. What was one little interlude with his family?
“Tomorrow, we’re going to sit on the beach in the sun,” Gene admitted. “Ethan gets tan in the sun, and I have a Native fetish.”
Yeah, well, they all knew that.
Definitely.
“If you’d like to join us, that’s where we’ll be,” he offered, pointing at the beach not far from where they were.
Corbin knew Will had plans, so they would do those first, and then show up later.
“Will and I are going snorkeling to look at coral and fish. Then, we’re going parasailing.”
That sounded like fun—if you weren’t planning on molesting a Native with a tan. Gene had ulterior motives, and other plans.
He was going to be doing Ethan.
Period.
“But meeting up for lunch and dinner sounds like a good way to spend time together,” Ethan offered, willing to schedule that into their unscheduled time alone.
Corbin smiled.
And that was how you got a bear to compromise.
“Well, meet us in the lobby,” Gene said. “We’ll have dinner together and take a stroll.”
Will got up, and he pulled Corbin up.
“Come on, Corby. Let’s leave the nice family members alone so they can do unmentionable things,” he joked.
“Oh, they’re mentionable,” Gene admitted. “They include an ass vibrator, lube, and nipple clamps.”
That was all Corbin had to hear.
He pulled his boyfriend down the beach and away from there like the place was on fire.
Both men laughed.
“Well, where were we?” Gene asked, as he tugged down the front of Ethan’s scandalousSpeedo.
The man moaned as Gene began stroking him.
“We were right here,” he said, as Gene enjoyed the feel of his dick in his hand.
Back to their regularlyUNINTERUPTEDvacation plans.
Together.
Alone.
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