"I won't do it if you don't want me to," Matt said.
Bailey hated to keep him from doing what he wanted. "OK, but don't be reckless. Swim in as soon as you get too tired."
"I will," Matt promised and he swam away to deeper waters.
Bailey was uneasy, but he tried not to show it as he and Joey got out of the water and followed along with him on land. They had to cut across some parts of the island where the edge wasn't walkable.
Matt slowed down for the last part of his swim and came out on the same stretch of beach where they all went into the water. Hedropped on the sand and stretched out his arms and legs. "That was a workout."
"When we get home, Joey will make you a medal out of cardboard then it will all be worth it," Bailey told him and handed him a bottle of water from the cooler.
"It's already worth it," Matt said and smiled up at him and Joey.
They spent the rest of the day exploring the island, taking in the sights and sounds, and of course having a picnic. Joey kept looking for treasure, digging in random places, finding only sand and rocks.
That night, they had a fire going and stared up at the night sky full of stars. Once Joey went to sleep in the tent, Matt and Bailey stayed by the low fire.
Suddenly Matt whispered, "I can't help being into you."
Bailey stared at him, the glow of the fire on his skin. He didn't know what to say. Then Matt reached over and slid his hand over Bailey's, entwining their fingers.
When Bailey didn't pull away, Matt gazed at him kind of hopefully. "Maybe you're into me a little too?"
"A lot," Bailey said and leaned over to kiss him.
That was all he meant to do, but as their mouths sealed over each other and their tongues explored, twisted, Bailey ended up on the ground on top of Matt. The flap of the tent was shut now and it faced away from them. That meant Bailey had no reason to climb off Matt or to stop grinding into him.
Now Matt's hands were reaching under his t-shirt, roaming over his skin. Matt was pushing his hand down the back of the waistband of Bailey's swim trunks to grope his ass. Then his hand moved to the front. Bailey made room between them but didn't stop kissing him. His hand went down over Matt's abs and inside his swim trunks. As soon as Bailey took hold of his cock, Matt arched up and cursed against his lips.
While one hand stroked Matt's shaft and cupped his balls, his other hand was moving under his t-shirt, stroking his chest. Leaning down, Bailey pushed up his t-shirt. He let his lips and tongue brush over his nipples then he kissed his way down. Matt's chest and abs were amazing, but Bailey was dying to suck him off.
"I promise to be quiet," Matt gasped as Bailey freed his cock. Then he almost broke his promise as Bailey wrapped his lips around the head of his cock and licked.
Matt was hissing through his teeth and Bailey was worshiping his amazing cock, wanting to pleasure him forever. He did his best to make it last, sucking slowly, easing off when Matt got close, but then he had to let him come, needed to.
His release felt so good to Bailey and made him even harder. He was so grateful when Matt switched places with him, kissed his mouth then bent down to kiss along the length of his cock to the tip. Bailey didn't think he would last, but Matt could be merciless for such a sweet guy. He brought Bailey to the edge then stopped to just lick him and gently suck his balls.
When Matt finally made him come, it was the best thing Bailey ever felt. His whole body shuddered with the powerful waves of pleasure.
Matt laid next to him and took him in his arms, giving him a long, thorough kiss. Then he whispered, "I want to sleep out here so I can keep holding you. Is that OK?"
Bailey caressed his beautiful face and nodded. How could he say no to a question like that.
Chapter 17
Bailey didn't know how he kept his hands off Matt since they came back from the island. He did though. Matt was always staying busy and Bailey didn't want to get grabby with him when he was working.
Today Joey was at the museum day camp and Matt had gone to get him. Afterward they were going to a bird sanctuary. Bailey was done with work a little early so he called Gwen and she told him what she found out about the rumors. "The guy who was spreading lies about Matt was staying at the hotel but he checked out before I could bludgeon him. The girl who does massages knows him, and she told me about him. He was a returning guest and he got rejected by Matt. Smearing his name was his way of getting back at him."
"I see," Bailey said. "I'm kind of glad he's gone and you didn't have to get in trouble confronting him."
"He better not come back here," she said.
To take her mind off that, Bailey told her about their plan to visit the bird sanctuary. "Then we're going to the Boathouse Diner for dinner."
"The diner is a nice choice, but the bird sanctuary, why?" she said then she scoffed. "Birds' nests and birds and more birds. The excitement never stops."
"It's educational," Bailey told her. He might have told her that he wasn't lacking in excitement, that every thought of Matt made his heart race. And thinking back to what they did on that island was almost unbearable, but he wasn't sure how much it meant to Matt or if it would lead anywhere.
