"Wait, you want me to what?!" Rayan couldn't believe his ears.
"I want you to go to the beach with me! For my birthday!" Scott repeated excitedly.
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Rayan couldn't help but think this was a funny looking elevator, seemingly made of glass, but you couldn't see anything outside it. Then, it started going up, and all of a sudden, when it rose past a wall, there was the beach! It was amazing! And beautiful! And terrifying! They kept going higher and higher, and on instinct alone he clung to Scott's arm for dear life. He didn't know elevators actually moved that fast!He wasn't sure if he was relieved or disappointed once they finally stopped moving, but he happily follow Scott out of the elevator. The room was
They’d planned on this voyeuristic activity ahead of time, and Scott had a little "go kit" in his pocket. He was getting a little stiff just thinking about it.By the time they'd reached their destination, the sunset was in full swing. Rayan was captivated. He allowed Scott to lead him to the spot he had in mind, mesmerized by the motion and sound of the waves with their vibrant backdrop. They were surrounded by rock on three sides, the rock facing the water being just low enough to lean against without sacrificing the view.While the rocks, which had been in the sun all day had retained a little bit of heat, the sand that stood in their shadow did not. Rayan suppressed a shiver. Maybe he should have worn his shoes after all..."Is this spot okay with you, Hot Stuff?"Rayan glanced around, apprehensive. Ifsomeone was coming you could see them from a mile away, but for the most part, it se
Heavy. What was so heavy? One of his arms was pinned down. Rayan peeked his eyes open. He didn't recognize his surroundings at first, then it hit him that he was in a hotel. Scott had taken him to the beach. Speaking of... Scott was the heavy thing. He was half sprawled over top of him, his breaths tickling Rayan's ear. Rayan tried very carefully to get his arm back without waking Scott, working it free a little at a time.When they got back last night they continued with some of the experimentation, with much greater success than their poor first attempt at o
The only other store on Scott's "must visit" list was right around the corner. It had a big front window, perfectly showing off a burly employee hand pulling taffy using a metal hook fastened to the wall. Rayan was fascinated. Inside were bins full of different candies, mostly handmade.Behind the counter, another set of employees were working with hard candy.They'd just finished rolling a striped cover on a huge log of the stuff, and started pulling it in to a long rope. Rayan couldn't tell what the design was supposed to be since they kept moving it so
Once they were finally back at the hotel, things were in danger of getting as steamy as their engagement night, when Rayan put a sudden abrupt pause on their tongue wrestling."I almost forgot to give you your birthday present!" He exclaimed, running to his suitcase to dig around. He came back with a slightly smashed gift bag, which had been stapled shut across the top. "It's nothing fancy, but it was my first time trying something like this. I couldn't really afford any merch that would make a good present, so I found a tutorial to make something, and... well
Scott was having a blast. The moaning, the whimpers, the movement, the sound of that adorable little bell! He'd been avoiding touching any of Rayan's privates as part of the foreplay, but his fiance was as erect as he'd be if they'd been doing anything penetrative. He slid a free hand down Rayan's thigh, which graciously opened a little wider in invitation. Scott traced the outline of that perfectly skimpy pair of underwear with his finger.When Scott traced the back side, his fingers came back stringy. Rayan was almost dripping wet. It seems someone else was
Scott smiled fondly at the picture frame on his desk. The shell Rayan found for him was taped to the glass, and inside was a picture of Rayan from the Butterfly Pavilion. It was Scott's favorite photo from their trip. Rayan was practically covered in rainbow lorikeets, a smile on his face, and the sun hit his eyes just right, making them glow a honeyed gold. His birthday gift graced his office couch, and a picture of the two of them on the beach was his new phone background.He knew that trip was a good idea. Just last week he'd put their newfound knowledge of
"Jack's nephew is late again." Michael announced, irritated.Rayan finished putting on his safety gear. "Brent has a name, you know. Besides, he's just a seasonal temp. We need the help."The holiday rush was just gearing up to full swing at the shipping company. The