A clear testament to how much I yearned for the sailing life that the thought of cleaning our cabin didn’t put me off.
“I do hope you can.”
We resumed walking and soon had to step over a couple of low-lying trees that blocked our path and shielded a sizeable tidal pool from the rest of the beach.
“Oh!This is…perfect,” I said.The spot was a private oasis where Dinesh and I would be able to get up to what we wanted out of view of everyone else.
“I agree,” Dinesh said, fingers going to the buttons of his shirt.
I watched him undo them slowly.He peeled his shirt off and threw the garment to the ground.
“That’ll get full of sand.”
“I don’t care.”
He came forward and his fingers went to the front of my trousers.
“See?”I said, “Not wearing a shirt at all has certain advantages.”
“I see that,” he said.
In a few moments, we were both naked.
I yelped as Dinesh scooped me up in strong arms and tossed me into the water.
I sputtered with indignation, even though the tidal pool wasn’t deep, and I could easily gain my feet.
“B-b-bastard!You fuck!”
A flock of colourful birds took off from the branches near us, and monkeys screeched as I splashed and cursed.
“Shhhh!”Dinesh laughed.“You’re disturbing the wildlife.”
“I’m disturbing the…!Wait’ll you see how disturbed they’re going to be in a minute, you bloody tosser!”
Oh, I was mad and inflamed and I launched myself toward the naked God standing at the edge of the water.He wasn’t prepared, and fell to the sand so I took the opportunity to grab his wrists and hold his arms down.Haha.I was in control now.
Dinesh gazed up at me with fiery eyes, struggled against my hold with half his strength, and licked his lips.
“All right, then.What are you going to do now you have me at your mercy?”
I glanced down at where our bodies collided and rutted my cock against his, pushing my knees into the sand on either side of his hips for leverage.
“Oh Christ,” he sighed, eyes closing briefly, then flashing open again.“I could spend from this.”
He groaned and his cock jerked.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” I said, narrowing my eyes.
His widened and he grinned.“My, you are a feisty lad on shore, aren’t you?”
“Well, you see, you ain’t captain here, are you?You’re a visitor, like I am.”
Dinesh gave me a look.Then he freed his wrists, grabbed mine, and flipped us over, so that he was the one straddling me.I grunted and blinked up at him, hair in my face and grit on my cheeks and other places.
“Hey,” I protested.“I got sand in my mouth.”
“Oh here, let me get that out for you,” he said, leaning to take my lips in a passionate kiss.He licked it out, spat the mouthful to the side, and resumed taking me apart with his tongue.
