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“Definitely not. Roll down.” He lifts his hips to throw me off, but I’m taller and heavier than him, and if I don’t want to cooperate, he doesn’t stand a chance. I resolutely keep my hips in place.

“Ah, fuck, you’re a tease. There are people everywhere, we can’t...” He’s damn right, but I can make him so hot he loses all his senses. I love coming with him, but I love playing with him even more. It's intoxicating, better than any drug my mother ever shot up, because my high isn’t followed by a total crash down. What remains is closeness and the incredible feeling of belonging somewhere.

“How brave are you?”

“What do you mean?”

“Even if we go back now, I’m pretty sure Louis and David are at the mobile home, and we both know you can hear everything.” And I mean everything. Dayyan and I weren’t the only ones who came last night. The way their bed slammed against the wall, things must have gotten a little rough.

“True. Damn it. What are you planning? You know a secret place around here?”

I can’t believe I’m saying this. Me. “Not secret, but it’s usually empty at this time of the day. So, are you feeling brave?”

Dayyan grins mischievously. “Still waters run deep, or how does that go? Okay, I’m in.”

Once again, he presses his hard cock up against mine. “Now get off me.”

Holding hands and kissing, we walk across the campsite, and I turn left at one of the bathhouses.

“Are you kidding me?”

“Are you scared?” I whisper in his ear.

With fire in his eyes, Dayyan presses me against the wall and grabs my crotch. I love challenging him, and I love it even more when he accepts the challenge. “Definitely not.”

I am, but I don’t tell him that. My heart is pounding in my throat as I pull him into the shower and lock the door behind us. I put my finger on his lips and he nods. No more talking. I pull down my swim shorts and do the same to Dayyan.

I never would’ve thought I’d be the one calling the shots during sex, but with Dayyan it’s different. He’s so open and up for anything, I’m not afraid of doing something wrong. He’s playful and curious and so completely okay with himself and his body, with me as a man. Impatiently, he pushes me under the warm stream of water and against the tile wall. His naked body covers mine, our cocks touch, and goosebumps spread across my chest.

Fuck, this is so sexy. Dayyan kisses me hard, rolls his hips against mine, and our cocks rub together. This is by far the hottest thing I’ve ever done. Although I tell myself that every time we mess around, but I really mean it this time. I grab Dayyan’s ass and pull him even closer to me. My grip is firm and I pull his ass cheeks apart.

“Oh, fuck yes.” Dayyan moans. Does that mean...? Wait. Does he want to...? Oh. Ohhh.

Not something to discuss here and now. For today, I push his upper body back, and Dayyan is about to protest when I put my hand around our cocks.

“Ahh. What are you doing?”

“Sht.” I thrust once into my fist to give him a first taste of what’s in store for him, and his knees tremble.

In a slow rhythm, I slide up and down our lengths. It’s hell, pure torture and Dayyan squirms in my arms.

It’s not enough to come, but too much to just stop. I know my boyfriend, he’s very patient, always, except when it comes tosex. That’s why I’m not surprised when he gives in and thrusts powerfully into my hand. Once, twice, three times.

“Fuck...” He thrusts faster, his movements frantic, chasing his climax and mine along with it. His cock slides up and down along mine and there’s no turning back for me. My body tenses, only to let go with his next thrust.

I bite Dayyan’s shoulder to keep from screaming, and he presses his face into my chest. His cock pulses against mine, his slender body twitches, then he collapses onto my chest.

The water has stopped running, and I press the button again, giving us a chance to catch our breath with the sound of the running water.

***

Much later, after dinner, when the sky is glowing in the most beautiful shades of red, I sit on the beach with my brothers. It’s our tradition. On the last evening, the three of us watch the sunset together hoping it will be extra spectacular. I hear the waves washing up on the beach and breaking there, and watch the sun sink into the sea on the horizon.

“I never would’ve thought you capable of that, by the way.Chapeau.” Luca nudges me from the side grinning smugly.

“What do you mean?”

“In the showers in the bathroom building. And then in the one closest to our pitch. Not bad.”