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I’m excited because I’m with Ben. “Yes,” I answer.
He holds my arms and slowly runs his big hands up and down their length, rubbing me soothingly. I bite my lip and stare down at him, tense as ever, unsure what to expect, jumpy in all the best and worst ways. I’m starting to shiver under the calm winds that chase each other around us.
Then Ben gives me a sudden pat and guides me off of him, gesturing toward the blankets. “Come. Lie down.”
I lie on my stomach. He pulls a plush crimson pillow from the assortment that lie around us and tucks it under my face. It feels like silk and heaven beneath me as I cuddle it.
His big warm hands start to gently massage me. I feel his fingers and palms covering so much of my back that I’m instantly warm again, grateful for his touch. The flames dance around us as he massages me with care.
Ben leans down and plants kisses on the back of my neck as he rubs me. I quiver, melting against the blanket. “Ben, that feels so … so … so good,” I moan.
“I know it’s probably nothing like what you got this morning by the professionals,” he teases, planting another kiss by the back of my ear, “but I try.”
“To be honest,” I murmur back, my voice deep, “I think your hands might even be better than theirs.” With every pressing of his thumbs into my back muscles, I feel more and more relaxed. His kissing is so tender, his lips soft. “Ben, you really have a—”
“Let’s get your pants off, babe.”
Babe?? The word—and the command—turn me on so fucking much that all the blood in my body rushes right to my cock. In the space of ten seconds, I feel myself grow to full mast, which is both alarming as well as incredibly exciting.
Without waiting for my response, he reaches under my waist to undo my buttons. I lift my hips up slightly, granting him access, and then soon he slips them down my legs. My shoes and socks come off along with them. I rest my hips back onto the blanket.
“Underwear, too.”
I blink and turn my head slightly around, though I can’t see him well, being on my stomach. “Underwear, too??” I half-protest.
“It’s a private beach. All ours. You trust me?”
My heart is racing so badly right now, I feel like my chest is casting earthquakes through the sand to the other side of the damned planet. My throbbing heart is going to cause a tsunami in Antarctica.
“Do you trust me?” he repeats, a touch softer.
“I trust you. Yes. Of course.”
“Then what’re you waiting for? Off they go.”
I lift my hips once again, and he softly hooks his fingers under the waistband of my underwear to pull them down. This time, however, Ben goes very, very slowly. He enjoys every second of the silky fabric as my underwear gently slips down my legs. He leans against me while he takes them off, kissing my back, kissing my side, then kissing the top of my butt cheeks as they reveal themselves to the night air. I suspect he’s getting quite a show of my bare butt greeting his eyes and lips. He already became pretty intimate with my ass once; I’m quivering down there thinking of him stimulating me once again the way he did in his office.
Then the underwear is gone. “How do you feel, babe?”
There’s that “babe” again. Fuck, it’s so sexy. “B-Breezy. You got me in my birthday suit.”
“Good. Spread your legs.”
Oh my god, the way he commands me. I slowly spread my legs. I feel him settle between them, then return his big warm hands to my cool backside, resuming where he left off in rubbing me down. I feel my whole body give in to his strength, gently relaxing underneath him, even completely naked and exposed as I am.
I have a feeling he’s really enjoying having me exposed to him while he’s still in a state of half-dress. This would be the second—or is it the third?—time that he’s put me in such a compromising position. I’m really starting to like being his toy he gets to play with whenever he wants.
This is something a boy like me could get used to.
His hands start to rub lower, reaching the middle of my back. I suppress a bit of squirming while underneath him, enjoying so much the warm, weighty feeling of him pressing into my back in rhythmic circles. He keeps kissing my back too as he rubs, his strong thumbs targeting just the right muscle areas, pushing and releasing, pushing and releasing, then gently letting the tips of his fingers explore. It’s as relaxing as it is invigorating.
And his kisses, so soft, but deliberate, like each kiss is a firm, wet declaration of how much he adores that very specific spot of my body. He must especially adore my ass cheeks, by the way.
