Channing may not feel comfortable. The boy needs to feel safe.
He has to want this as much as me…
As Max jumped down from a small ledge onto the sandy cove, Channing swiftly followed. It was a tiny, secluded cove that Max knew about via some old times partying in Los Frisco when he was younger.
‘Is this place for real?’ Channing said, almost disbelieving. ‘How did I not know about it?’
‘There’s a few coves like this that have remained untouched,’ Max grinned. ‘All you super-environmental types like to leave nature untouched, right?’
‘Fair point,’ Channing laughed. ‘And the reason we’re here and not in my bedroom at the apartment?’
Max stepped toward Channing and draped his hands over Channing’s strong but slender shoulders. Max leaned in and planted a soft, yet firm, kiss on Channing’s willing lips.
Before long, their tongues were intertwining and pushing and probing in each other’s mouths. Max always had Channing down as the best kisser he’d ever had the pleasure of locking lips with, and Channing hadn’t lost any of his natural skill in that department either.
‘We can’t… not here… can we?’ Channing said, a little breathless as they broke the kiss off for a moment.
‘I thought public sex was part of your outdoor nudity kink?’ Max said, a mischievous tone in his voice. ‘If you’re not comfortable, don’t worry we can always-’
‘No!’ Channing blurted out. ‘I want to. You’re sure no one will see us though?
‘Who knows?’ Max replied, his hand working its way down the front of Channing’s shorts and grabbing onto his rapidly hardening dick. ‘Maybe we will get caught andbothof our butts will get paddled by an angry cop? Or we might just get a big circle of people watching us as we fuck?’
‘Enough! Talk like that will push me over the edge,’ Channing giggled, rapidly pulling his own t-shirt off and then moving on to his shorts and briefs too. ‘Let’s do this!’
‘That’s the spirit, boy,’ Max said, rapidly removing his own clothes too.
The pair of them had discussed their sexual histories the previous evening, and had agreed that no protection would be necessary. Knowing that he wanted to treat Channing to some fun in the cove, Max had come prepared with some lube. It was time to really have some fun in the sun.
‘On all fours and get that booty twerking for me, boy!’ Max growled, smiling as Channing immediately submitted to his demand. ‘The better the twerk, the more lube you get. So do a good job!’
Channing giggled and seemed to lose all his usual inhibitions as he got on all fours and began to pop and drop his perfectly round butt, grinding his crotch into the soft sand beneath him.
‘Work it faster! Make those cheeks clap,’ Max commanded, crouching down behind Channing and parting his supple ass before squirting a generous flash of lube onto Channing’s perfectly little ass hole. ‘Now let me massage this in nice and thoroughly.’
Channing groaned as Max worked two, then three, fingers into his butt.
‘Push back,’ Max said. ‘And try not to let your mind imagine a group of big, hunky strangers watching on as you make a show for them.’
‘Oooh, Daddy,’ Channing panted, letting out a groan of pleasure as he pushed back harder on Max’s fingers. ‘If only!’
‘Maybe one day,’ Max chuckled. ‘But for now, it’s just us two here.’
With that, Max lubed his rock-hard cock up and pressed it up against Channing’s wet, sticky hole. Easing his wide, bulbous head inside Channing, Max grunted his approval as Channing allowed him all the way inside.
‘Fuck. I’ve missed this,’ Max growled, an animalistic streak coming over him. ‘I think we might just enjoy this even more than we thought.’
As the pair of them began to work their bodies, it was getting harder and harder to keep their grunts and groans down.
Fortunately, the sound of the waves crashing on the rocks either side of the cove was sure to ensure that no one up on the boulevard would be able to hear either Max or Channing as they continued to have energetic, animalistic fun together.
‘I’m getting… close,’ Max said. ‘You?’
‘Mmmmph, I think so,’ Channing said, breathlessly. ‘No one else can do this to me. I… I… it’s only ever been you…’
With that, Max made Channing come hard, his dick shooting it’s load onto the sand underneath him.
Max too was ready to orgasm, and wasted no time in increasing his thrusts to the required speed and rhythm before shooting his seed deep inside Channing.
