A Bromance Vacation

For the next few days, Darren and I hung out with our families at the pool, playing games, joining activities again, and eating together. We had a hard time finding time to be alone, let alone getting our hands on each other. But we were patient. Flirting silently. Staring at each other when we could.  

The next day after our night-time wooded beach fuck, I caught Darren staring at me, mouth hanging open as I pulled myself out of the pool. He told me later I looked like a porn model getting out of the water in slow motion, and how it had completely taken him off guard. He couldn’t help but stare. 

The day after that, I found myself staring at him, my eyes hidden behind my sunglasses, watching his upper body move as he tossed our kids around in the pool. How his tattoo looked on his arm and shoulder, and how I wanted to trace it with my tongue. When our wives went to get a drink for us, I lifted my sunglasses up and stared at him with a wicked smile. He saw me looking at him, and smiled back, his eyes twinkling at me. When he blew me a kiss so discreetly, I nearly leaked cum into my bathing suit. What was this guy doing to me? 

It was New Year’s Eve day, and it had been four days since we had sex with one another. Spending this amount of time so close to him, and not being able to touch him, to kiss him, to feel him, to have him inside me once more was driving me wild. I was holding onto a four-day load. I was feeling the need to explode. Big time. I needed to have him once again.  

There was a big New Year’s party on the beach that night, family friendly. Our families had already decided to attend together. It was another sunny hot day, and Darren and I found ourselves once again in the main pool, at the swim up bar, like two rednecks sitting and drinking all day long. Except our legs were touching under the water. And every now and then our hands brushed up against each other as we reached for our cups to drink. Or we took every opportunity to slap a back, grab a shoulder, punch an arm. Anything for physical contact. More like two horny closeted rednecks drinking together all day long. 

I was hard the entire time, and the drinks were loosening me up.  

But it was Darren who spoke the first thought out loud we were both having. “I seriously need to fuck you again bro.” He leaned over and whispered in my ear, laying his big hand on my leg under the water and squeezing my thigh. 

I let out a small inhalation of breath. “No shit.” I moaned loud, feeling my cock throbbing at his touch.  

“Like, seriously. I can’t stop thinking about how I’m going to nail you.” He looked around, and sat back, stretching up, puffing his big pecs out and letting out a low growl. “If I could, I’d stand up behind you right now and slip that suit down and just slide this monster in you….” He giggled a bit, looking down at his crotch under the water. “I am so fucking hard right now.” 

I laughed, and shushed him, turning around to see the kids sitting on the lounges talking with each other. Our wives happily gabbing like two long lost friends. I turned back to Darren, to see his blue eyes staring into mine. “We just have to be careful. I don’t want to hurt anybody.” 

He looked at me for a moment, as if he was going to say something immediately, but stopped himself. He took a deep breath in and leaned forward on the counter. “Same bro. I mean it. But….” He looked around again, smiling at the bartender behind the counter, before leaning over to me again. His mouth was at my ear, his breath on my neck, and I felt shivers shoot through me. “I think we will become the bestest of friends. I mean look at them!” He pointed over at our wives and kids. “Immediate friends! We will make sure this continues when we get back home.” He let out a small exhale, breathing down my neck on purpose. “So we can fuck all the time.” He pulled back, giving me a satisfied cocky grin. 

I played with my drink, swirling the melting ice around the cranberry and vodka. I eyed him carefully, unable to stop the smile on my face. “That’s what I want. If we can make it work.” 

Darren shifted, and turned sideways to face me, those big legs opening up wide. His feet were planted on the bottom of the pool and he leaned his hands down onto the bar stool under the water, causing his pecs to squeeze together and his shoulders to bulge out. I could’ve jumped on his lap right then and there. 

“Look,” he said quietly, looking behind him to make sure no one was listening, “the last few days I’ve gotten to know you. Without…” he hesitated, then lowered his voice more, “…sex.” He cleared his throat and smiled. “And I love hanging out with you bro. You’re smart. Funny. And fucking hot as hell. I’ve never wanted anyone like this before, but you…” He shook his head and took in another breath, before grabbing his beer.  

I looked at him, his big muscled body so close next to me, his gorgeous face staring at me. I wanted him. Bad. “I know the feeling. But if we do this, when we get home….” It was my turn to look around. I took a swig of vodka for courage. “No one else. Just us. You and me. No other guys.” I said quietly. 

He smiled wide. “No fucking problem.”  

I downed my drink and smiled back. “Good. Cause looking at you, I don’t want anyone else.” I winked at him and signaled the bartender for another round for us.  

He laughed, as the drinks came our way. “Are you trying to get my drunk? Cause you know, I’m a sure thing.” 

I moved my leg and hit his with it under water. “You better be. Because if we don’t spend some time together today, I’m going to explode.”  

He growled again, and closed his legs, trapping mine between his. “Then we better make sure we make this a wild New Year’s night.” 

My heart was pounding, and it took me a while to calm down before we were able to get up. This was the first time I was looking forward to New Year’s.  

I slowed down my drinking, making sure I wouldn’t pass out too early tonight, knowing that we were going to try to do what we could to fuck again tonight. Just thinking about Darren, that big body, his big cock, the way he kisses, how tender he can be….I was fucking falling in love with this hunk.  

I spent dinner with my family, silently looking at them and thinking about the situation. Trying to keep everything together. Not wanting to hurt anyone. I had been hurt enough in the past, and Allie came along at just the right moment. I had thought I knew what I wanted in life. Had decided that I was ready to be with the man I loved.  

And then life shifted, and he was gone. Allie wasn’t a rebound, but a savior.  

For years I had behaved, been faithful. But I knew that I was missing something. Darren was bringing it out of me again. Suddenly I felt like ME again. Relaxed. Funnier. Happier. Allie already saw it. I had a friend again. A buddy. Who wanted me just as much as I wanted him. Who were we hurting? 

My family arrived at the beach, and we spotted Darren and his crew immediately. Darren was a bulky figure that stood out not only height wise, but in looks and presence alone. He seemed to captivate everyone around him. He was laughing loud with his kids as they danced in the middle of the beach in a silly fashion. He was barefoot, wearing tan shorts that hugged his huge thighs and an untucked short-sleeved white buttoned-down shirt with little flecks of black on it. His biceps were huge in the shirt, looking like it was ready to rip apart like he was transforming into the Hulk.  

He spotted me staring at him, and he waved at us, holding a drink up in celebration. Happy New Year indeed. I was ready to celebrate.  

My kids ran over to meet their new friends like two crazed animals, and they started dancing to the music as Darren slowly moved towards me. Amy had already embraced Allie and they were giggling at the kids. Darren walked right up to me and grabbed me tight in a big bear hug.  

“You look good enough to fuck.” He moaned in my ear before letting go. I looked down at myself, wearing a slim cut light blue pair of shorts and a loose white buttoned-down shirt. I could be his little brother once again.  

“And you look good enough to eat.” I answered quietly back.  

He grinned at me. “Maybe later.” 

I smiled. “Definitely later. Not maybe.” 

He growled at me, and moved to the bar, leaving me standing alone to watch his round ass move away from me. I couldn’t help but stare. His wide back. Meaty ass. Big solid legs. Fuck me I can’t wait any longer.  

The kids danced themselves out in a few hours, having their fill on sugary alcohol-free drinks and corn chips. They were snuggled up together, beside us as the four adults sat apart from the crowd on a set of lounges. It wasn’t too long before Jose, from the swimming competition, found Darren and I again, calling us the “Brothers!” and begging us to join in the activities. It was then that my Abby said she was tired.  

My heart sank. I needed to have Darren, but I also needed to be a good dad.  

“Well they almost made it.” Allie said, checking her watch. “It is after eleven.” 

I looked at her, not saying anything. 

It was Jose who protested though, telling everyone that he needed Darren and I to be on his team to win tonight. He flirted with our wives, convincing them to let us stay. The wives took this as their chance to escape and get the kids to bed and have a quieter evening. My wife kissed me and said “Happy New Year” to me and told me to have fun and enjoy myself with Darren. It shocked me that she wanted me to stay with Darren. 

It would be the first of my wife’s blessings where Darren was concerned.  

I watched Darren kiss Amy as well, even giving her a pat on the ass as she giggled away with the kids. Jose had drifted away for a minute, leaving Darren and I alone for the moment.  

He turned and looked at me, with a sudden serious look on his face, his hands on his hips.  

I swallowed hard as I looked at him, the alcohol making me sway slightly. I couldn’t help but smile at him, standing in front of me, looking like sex on a stick. Knowing what he was thinking.  

“Finally.” He said. 

But Jose was back, begging us to join the activity. But Darren declined, saying he needed to get his little buddy to bed after all.  

Jose frowned, and looked at me. “Your little brother too tired?! It’s not yet midnight! We need to celebrate! Come on!” 

I took the lead and shook my head. “Not this time Jose. Too much sun!” I started backing away, not really knowing where we were going. 

Darren joined me, putting that big arm around my shoulders and leading me on the path towards the one block of rooms beside the beach. It felt good to be in his arms again. We walked like two drunk frat bros, casually, laughing. Until he stood up straighter and pushed me on the pathway toward the gym and spa.  

“Come on. I know a spot.” He moaned in my ear as he guided me to the sand. “I checked it out when I was at the gym yesterday, and then last night to see how deserted it was.” 

He skirted ahead of me, and I followed those legs forward, trying not to focus too much on his ass, but wanting it all the same. The gym and the spa were in the same building at the edge of the resort, and as we neared it, I knew what he was thinking. 

The building was dark and empty, no one heading in this direction as it had closed at 10:00pm. Nearing 11:30 now, no one was heading in this direction and no one was around. Darren turned back to me with a big shit eating grin on his face and held out his big hand for me to take, which I did. Immediately, the connection sent sparks through me as the feel of his warm soft hand in mine hit me. He clasped it tight and pulled me along to the far side of the building, which backed onto to a thick jungle looking area, with high walls surrounding the edge of the resort.  

As we rounded the back corner between the gym building and what looked like a maintenance building behind it, I could see the privacy behind the stone wall and the gym with the cover of the palm trees and bushes surrounding it. This was a completely private spot. 

As soon as we had ducked behind the building, Darren pulled me into him, leaning back against the wall and meeting my face with his in a deep kiss at last. My eyes closed, and our arms went around each other. Finally! I thought to myself as my cock hardened on contact. His hands went to my ass and squeezed, practically lifting me off the ground as our tongues met in our mouths. We were both breathing hard, frantically kissing and tasting one another again. It had been four days since we kissed or even touched like this, and it had felt like forever. 

I backed up and grabbed the top button of his shorts and yanked it open, sliding down the zipper and fishing his already erect cock out of his underwear. It felt hot in my hand, as if it was on fire. The light from the buildings was dim but projected enough for me to see it in full force. The thickness of that big cock was throbbing in my hand. I could feel it pulsing. I could barely get my fingers around the base, and I looked at that solid mushroom cap head and licked my lips.  

I squatted down in front of him, Darren leaning back against the wall and moaning even before my lips touched his dick. He held my head in his hands lightly as I opened my lips and took him inside my warm mouth. His moans grew as I slowly sucked it down my throat, taking all of his almost 9 inches all the way down. I was so hungry for him again that I wanted it all, despite my gagging when I reached the base.  

I pulled off in a loud gasp, staring at his moistened cock from my spit, holding it by the base. Darren’s shorts fell to his ankles, and my hand moved to his powerful legs, feeling the hardness of them, how solid they were, how sculpted they felt. And I dove back down on his cock to suck him hard.  

His hands left my head and I could see above me he was unbuttoning his shirt. As soon as it was open, my hand roamed up to feel his massive chest, my fingers finding his small dark nipple and twisting it, causing a little more groaning from him. “Fuck yeah!” Darren smiled down at me, his hands returning to my head to hold me as he slowly pushed and pulled his cock in and out of my mouth. “You look so fucking hot on my dick right now.” He purred at me. 

My eyes were up and on him as his cock filled my mouth. I could have sucked his cock all night long. 

Eventually he pulled me up, straight up and off the ground. I wrapped my legs around him and kissed him passionately. It was so private behind this building, no one could see us. I felt free. And hungry. 

Darren propped me back down on the gravel and bent down at my crotch, holding my ass as he buried his face against my bulge in my shorts. He started biting at my cock, breathing hard through the material of my shorts so I could feel his hot breath. My fingers went into his soft hair and my eyes looked upwards at the stars overhead as he playfully teased me.  

Then those big fingers pulled open my shorts in no time, and he yanked them down to my ankles, letting my big 8 cut inches flop out straight and point at his face. He smiled at it, then flicked it straight down with his hand, watching it bounce right back up. “Jesus you are hard.” He muttered, grabbing my balls underneath in his giant hand and aiming my cock up. He swallowed it all, straight down to the base and started a deep wet sucking.  

I started to shake at the sensation, having his mouth on me once again. I was now leaning against the wall with this hunk at my feet. He was definitely getting better at sucking my cock in just a few days. Like he already knew what I liked. He had figured out how to take my entire cock, and how his tongue made me feel as he ran it up and down my shaft while holding my smooth balls in one hand. I stepped out of my shorts as he sucked me, telling him how amazing it felt. 

“You haven’t felt amazing yet.” He moaned, standing up to kiss me hard once again. “Wait till I get my cock inside you.” 

I moaned in his mouth as we kissed, his hands unbuttoning my shirt and then pressing our naked torsos together. I grabbed at his round meaty bare ass, smacking it and loving the feel of his muscled butt. He was grinding his cock against mine, and the rubbing of our dicks together was sending me over the edge.  

“I can’t wait. Fuck me Darren.” I grunted at him between kisses.  

He growled at me, and spun me around, pulling my hips back a bit. I placed my hands on the wall and lowered my head and shoulders, sticking my ass out for his cock. But it wasn’t his cock that touched my ass next. 

I gasped as I felt his face in between my cheeks, his long fat tongue snaking in to find my hole. I could feel his hot breath on me, his wet tongue probing. I moaned loud and arched more, feeling Darren’s giant hands spreading me open. “Fuck yeah,” he moaned, diving back in again to lick my opening. That sensation relaxed me as he started to tongue fuck me. 

He slapped my ass and I heard him spit. “I’ve never eaten an ass before.” He moaned, diving his face into my ass again and licking me like an expert. His tongue flicked inside me and he knew I was ready. He pushed that long tongue into my tight little hole and I moaned in delight. I reached behind me and grabbed the back of his head to hold him steady as I pushed back a bit more to feel his tongue slide in deeper.  

“Holy fuck!” I yelled out. I couldn’t take it any longer. I needed him. “Fuck me!” I heard myself shouting. 

Darren stood up immediately and pressed his cock into the space his tongue had just been. He couldn’t wait any longer either. 

The pressure gave way, and I allowed him inside me easily, with practically no spit. He shoved his cock all the way in and then pulled it all the way out as I gasped in shock. I turned to see him spit on it more and he was back inside me, this time holding it in and grabbing my head to pull me backwards into a kiss.  

“How’s that feel baby?” He groaned as he kissed me.  

It had been awhile since someone called me baby. I groaned. “So fucking good my man.” I pushed backwards, and starting moving my ass around his cock, causing him to moan and grab my hips. 

“That’s right baby. I’m your man.” He nibbled at my ear before leaning back up. With his hands firmly planted on my hips, he started to fuck me hard.  

Our bodies collided in hard fast slapping sounds as he started to pound my hole behind this building. I had lost all senses as I braced myself against the wall, letting this beast of a man take me once again. It had only been four days, but I had missed this. I had missed him. 

“Oh fuck Darren!” I repeated over and over again in between his “Fuck yeahs.” We were two animals at this point, without a care in the world. I was looking back at him, his shirt open and behind him, his upper body smooth and flexed as he drilled my ass. When his eyes met mine, he knew what I was thinking. 

He pulled out and stepped back. “Come on. I know what you want.” He grinned at me.  

I stood up and faced him and backed up against the wall as he moved forward, bending down to lift me up off the ground in a hug. He grabbed his cock with one hand as he held me with the other and lowered me down on him once again. 

“Fuck yeah,” he moaned as I sank down on his shaft once again, “I wanna see those eyes as I fuck you.” Our eyes were open as we kissed, and I felt his cock stretch me wider in this position as I sat all the way down. He pushed me against the wall for leverage and slowly started thrusting his hips up into me.  

My hands were on his shoulders, not needing to hold on to him as he was strong enough to hold me up. He buried his face against my neck and bent his legs a bit, opening them up for a better stance. He grabbed the bottom of my ass and started to lift me up and down slowly. My mouth opened in pleasure.  

“You like that baby?” He grunted into my chest, his mouth making small bites and kisses on me.  

“Fuck yes Darren. Don’t stop.” I moaned. I was in heaven at this moment, and I could tell he was going to do it again. My cum was already rising.  

His body was pressing against me, forcing me onto the solid wall behind me. As crushing as it felt, it only made me claw at him more. My hands were up inside his shirt, scratching his wide back as his tongue searched my mouth. His cock was slowly moving underneath me, causing me to shudder in anticipation.  

“Fuck Darren,” I moaned in between the invasions of his tongue, “you’re gonna make me shoot.”  

He growled, “Jesus I love that I can make you cum like this.” It made him focus, as he attempted to keep up the slow and steady rhythm in the exact same position. His blue eyes were now locked on mine watching me, making sure he was reading every flinch, every sign of pleasure on my face so he could ensure that he could fuck the cum out of me once again. 

I grabbed the back of his head and kissed him hard, keeping our eyes open as he rocked me. He lifted one of my legs up and onto his shoulder, practically bending me in half but keeping up the rhythm of his fucking. He held my leg, pushing me harder against the wall now. 

“Oh my God!” I groaned and leaned my head back. I could feel it coming. I started shaking, convulsing in pleasure, moaning louder. I could hear the ocean, Darren’s voice near my ear as he grunted that he was getting close too.  

I grabbed his neck with one hand and grabbed the base of my cock as I felt it surge. We both looked down at the same time to see my cock start to erupt and pulse out waves of thick white cum onto my bare chest. Darren groaned out a “Holy fuck,” and then he too started to shake, bending more as the explosion of his own cum inside me started to weaken his knees. He kept it up, fucking me with more intense thrusts as he started to crouch lower. “Jesus!” He groaned, letting the last burst of cum out of his dick into my ass before he sank to his knees on the gravel with me still impaled on him and in his arms.  

“Ow!” He grunted as his bare knees touched the rough gravel. He giggled into my neck as he held me against him, trying to find a comfortable way to rest as his knees reached the ground. I wrapped myself around him in a tight hug, the sensation of his still pulsing cock in me sending shivers through me. I held onto his neck, my face beside his as he rested his knees wide on the ground into a more comfortable position. His lips found mine again and we kissed. Deep. Slowly.  

We could hear counting, and Darren suddenly said, “Oh!” He looked at his watch. “It’s 11:59.” He grinned at me. Our faces were touching, foreheads on each other, lips just inches apart.  

“Mmmm.” I groaned. “Can’t say I’ve ever had a cock inside me as I started a new year.”  

He laughed and kissed me softly. I could make out the counting from afar over the sound of the waves as I sat on him. Ten. Nine… 

“Can’t say I’ve ever had the chance to kiss a hot man on New Year’s.” He said quietly, staring into my eyes. 

Six… 

I smiled. His cock was still hard inside me. Five… 

I stroked his hair as I stared back. “This feels so right.” I said just as quietly. Three… 

He smiled wide. “Yes, it does.” 

Two…one…. 

He kissed me suddenly, pressing his lips against me hard, squeezing his eyes shut. “Happy New Year baby.” He whispered. 

“Happy New Year buddy.” I whispered back, opening my mouth to feel his tongue slide in. We sat there on the gravel, me wrapped around him, kissing intensely. All alone.  

His cock hardened again, and I could feel his hands on my ass, spreading my cheeks open and then squeezing them tight against his cock. I moved slightly, making him groan. Our kiss grew more passionate, and I could feel him trying to push his dick upwards again. I started rocking on him, grinding my body against his.  

“Again already?” I moaned into his mouth.  

He chuckled, lifting my ass up a bit and slowly lowering me down. “It’s been four days!” He laughed. “Besides, it’s another year so it’s about time I fucked you again.” He giggled and started to move me against him.  

I wrapped my arms around him tight and closed my eyes as he started to use my hole again in this seated position. We were completely alone, and who was I to stop him. 

“Promise to fuck me as much as you can this year.” I heard myself saying as I started moving my hips up and down his cock.  

“This year and more,” he moaned into my neck, his hands holding my ass. “I promise.”  

His mouth found mine again and we didn’t stop kissing until he came inside me a second time. It would be the first of many loads I would take from him that year….  

And as he promised, many more years.