Chapter 7: Happy Little Accidents

2 months ago

I've only ever been to the beach maybe two other times in my life. I remember one of those times being when I was five or six and I almost fucking drowned because the tide was really strong or something but luckily Spencer's dad was a really good swimmer and saved me from being taken off to sea. I played in the sand for the rest of the day.  

The sun feels really nice on my back and the sound of beachgoers, the distant ringing, and squeals from the amusement park, and the waves crashing on the sand are pretty relaxing. I'm lying on my front on a towel and I could honestly fall asleep. Something hits my side.

"Ow, what the fuck?" I look up, shading my eyes from the sun with my hand, to find Spencer-- who has just kicked me, apparently. "What do you want from me, man?" I ask exasperatedly and drop my head back down on my folded arms.

Spencer moves to block the sun, "Why don't you want to go in the water?"

"Because the ocean is going to eat me up and land is my friend." Spencer huffs with a chuckle at my stubbornness. "Also you should put on sunscreen unless you want to look like a fucking tomato." I toss the bottle of sunscreen up at him which he almost drops but doesn't.

"Right. Thanks, Ry." He sits back down on his towel next to me. "But I'm getting your ass in the water eventually." I scoff but then he leans closer to me. "I've carried you home passed out many a time. You weigh nothing."

I push him away and jokingly tell him to piss off. I put on my sunglasses and return to my initial position, occasionally checking out the butts of the fellow Santa Cruz beachgoers; guys, girls, doesn't matter which is a huge relief. My eyes land on a guy's butt. It's a really, really, nice butt; round but lean with those two dimples showing at the small of his back just above the waistband of his swim trunks. The guy turns around and its Brendon. I move up on my elbows and start hitting Spencer.

"Ah, what, what?!?!"

I point over in Brendon's direction. He's with someone else-- Audrey!-- and they're setting their stuff on the sand. "Look, dude, its Brendon and Audrey."

"Holy shit. It is. Should we go say hi?" He looks to me but I've already stood up.

"Of course we should! We were just hanging out with them two days ago." I glance back at them with genuine astonishment. I wasn't expecting to see him ever again which would've been an awful shame. And Audrey, she's fucking nuts but in a good way; she kind of reminds me of both Vickey and Hayley combined which is absolute madness. "This is wild, Spence. Did we never tell them we were coming here next?"

Spencer looks contemplative, "I guess not."

"Well get up, we're saying hi." We walk over to the two. But before we get halfway to them Audrey catches us in the corner of her eye, does a double take and then shrieks with elation and sprints towards us bringing us in for a spine-shattering hug which we gladly return, though I get a mouth full of her pink hair.

"Spencer, Ryan, what the hell are you guys doing here?" Audrey steps back smiling at us with wonderment. Before either of us responds she turns around to where she ran from and calls out to Brendon.

As he walks over Spencer explains to Audrey that Santa Cruz is just one of the stops on our trip. Once Brendon's close enough I bring him in for a nice casual hug and earn a casual smile back. As Brendon goes in for a hug with Spencer I ask Audrey, "So why are you guys here?"

Brendon answers instead, "We just felt like going to a beach that wasn't windy enough to fuck up Audrey's hair." We all laugh because its probably true; San Francisco was cold and windy as shit when we were there.

"San Francisco beach is nasty and I also really like the amusement park," Audrey happily looks back at the boardwalk with its game booths and rides.

"Well," Spence speaks up, "would you guys care to join us." He motions over to where our stuff is.

Brendon and Audrey both smile widely. "Hell yeah," Brendon answers. We help them carry their things over to where we're sitting.


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Spencer's too busy with Audrey in the water to remember that he was determined to throw me in just a few hours earlier. Brendon and I are still sitting on the sand just talking; talking about movies, talking about video games, talking about music.

"I mean I got most of my music taste from my siblings," Brendon starts, "I like The Smiths and The Beatles and stuff like that because of my brothers and I really like 80s new wave stuff because of my sisters."

"Yeah, I don't have any siblings so I got most of my taste from my dad."

"Wait, you have no siblings?"

"Nope," I shake my head.

"Lucky you," he chuckles, "I'm the youngest of five."

"Holy shit, five?" I raise my eyebrows in shock.

"Yeah but they've all moved out so it's not as bad as it was when I was younger."

"Well, my mom left when I was four so its really just been me and my dad since then. I mean, Spence and I have been best friends since we were in diapers so I guess he's kinda like my brother, but that's about it," I shrug.

Brendon suddenly has a look of commiseration and I wish I hadn't said that much. I don't need him pitying me nor do I want him to look sad. Luckily Audrey and Spencer return so the conversation ends there.


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Its now night time and we have just decided to leave the boardwalk. It has slipped that apparently Brendon and Audrey have been sleeping in Brendon's car and so Spencer offers to let them stay with us at our motel. We have two beds so Spence and I'll share one and Brendon and Audrey will share the other. It would make saying goodbye to them as they head back to San Francisco tomorrow easier. Audrey was feeling really tired and so she joined Spencer in his car to ride to the motel since it was closer and I volunteered to make the long journey to Brendon's car on the other side of the park.

We walk over to his car which is in a dark, unlit, corner of the lot. It beeps as Brendon unlocks it. I open the passenger seat and scramble to catch several bags that begin to tumble out. "Shit!"

Brendon jogs over to my side to help me put them back in their place, "Sorry, that's all Audrey's stuff. She doesn't travel light." It's obvious that there's no space for me to sit in the front so I tug at the back door handle and see that all the seats are down with some bags scattered about but it looks like this is where the two have been sleeping on their short trip. I turn my head back to ask what we should do but I find my answer when I see that Brendon is just staring at my ass, a glint of longing in his eyes as he stands oblivious to being caught. A part of me senses that that's what he wanted though.

"Brendon," my voice is deep as his name leaves my mouth. His eyes are dark when they meet mine and warmth starts to pool in my lower abdomen. I grab his hips with both hands and bring his body to mine, our mouths colliding just as fast. His body is warm through his t-shirt his movements controlled. We've both been waiting for this all day.

I bite his bottom lip when it enters my mouth with a generous amount of pressure to get his attention. I let my teeth release and Brendon's eyes flutter open already completely blown. We both crawl into the back seat of his car which is conveniently doubling as a bed at the moment and get ourselves situated. We quickly lose our shirts and our kiss deepens as I move over him sliding my hips down against his; Brendon's legs positioned at my sides. My skin is like pins and needles at the contact; I could feel him half hard through his trunks and he could no doubt feel through mine as well. We just do this for a while partly because the sensation makes me forget that there is a next step and partly because I'm a bit frightened of that step. I've only actually made out with other guys since our last encounter so I am feeling a little ill-prepared for that.

I don't know if he read my mind or saw something in my face but suddenly Brendon pants out, "I'm gonna ride you," and while my nerves from wondering how we'd get there disappear new nerves from it now happening start to form. He runs a hand down my side, looking up at me probably catching the momentary look of relief on my face.

I carefully move off of Brendon and relax back onto another pile of bags. Brendon comes towards me and starts to languidly kiss me all over my bare chest and stomach, removing his swim trunks in the process. I somehow beat the cloudiness in my head and take a moment to really just look at him. He looks so fucking perfect like this; messy hair, parted swollen lips, his smooth and toned body, glistening with a small layer of perspiration as the moon's light creeps in through the car window, nothing but focused anticipation in his eyes. I sit up to reach his lips because not having him close to me yet is starting to make me antsy. I bring my hand to the back of his head and in his moistened hair to get him even closer. Brendon backs up reluctantly, almost whispering into my searching mouth with a hint of demanding in his tone, "Pants."

"Okay," I absentmindedly return and hastily remove my own trunks as Brendon starts digging around in one of the bags. He returns with a small bottle of what I could only assume is lube. He pops open the cap and pours what he deems the proper amount onto the tip of his pointer and middle fingers, spreading it around with his thumb to fully coat them.

My heart rate stutters when he crawls back on top of me, the tip of his now fully hard dick resting on my stomach. Brendon burrows his face in the crook of my neck as he reaches his hand down behind himself. I can feel the vibrations of a small hiss and then a moan against my neck and see his hand moving behind him. His hand reappears and starts stroking my cock which was starting to ache from neglect. Brendon straightens himself out again, straddling my hips, and guides my tip. A chill runs through my spine once the head of my cock meets the slick ring of muscle and I try desperately to prepare myself for when he pushes past it but I fail miserably. It feels like someone is holding a flame dangerously close to every inch of my body. He's so fucking tight just-- holy shit. I try to relax when I realize that I'm clenching practically every muscle in my body and try to focus on Brendon. I watch Brendon's face as he sinks down all the way, his brows knitted together and bottom lip tucked in between his teeth. Once his ass is fully touching my thighs he lets out a whimper mixed with both pain and pleasure. Without full consciousness, a moan escapes my own lips and my eyes widen in shock at both myself and also how fucking amazing this feels. Then Brendon begins to move up and down at a steady pace only letting an inch or two out at a time but he soon starts to pick up speed and covers more and more of my length. He puts one of his hands on my shoulder for more balance and leans in to attach mouths again. There's a lot of tongue and movement probably from all of the excitement; not one part of us can just stay still.

Once I can actually wrap my head around the fact that this is really happening I start to bring my hips up to meet the rhythm that Brendon has established. "Mmm, aim a little to the right and-- ahh yes right there-- fuuck." He lets his head fall back and I watch his Adam's apple bob in his throat as he too tries to suck down more air. The windows of the car have started to steam up and I can only hope that nobody looks too deeply into that paired with the violent rocking of the car.

I move up and pull him back in by the nape of his neck to resume making out. I just can't help myself around those plush lips of his remembering back to the first time we met and the things he did with them.

I meet Brendon hard and he visibly goes weak from pleasure, letting out the dirtiest moan, his eyes half-lidded. A sudden burst of confidence ruptures in me just then and I tighten my grip on his left ass cheek with one hand and wrap my other arm securely around his torso landing my palm flat on the middle of his upper back. I roll us over smoothly without warning and begin thrusting in between his legs. I can feel Brendon's back arch as I consistently hit the right spot with the tip of my cock. The pleasure of sliding in and out of his tight, slick, warmth is nearly blinding.

I drop my head forward and leave a trail of wet kisses on Brendon's lower jaw and cheek. "Have you been with anyone since?" I ask roughly once I've reached his ear.

"Mhm," he hums in response almost whining as I push up into him. Little beads of sweat have formed along his face, some pooling above his upper lip. I can tell he's close, but I am too.

I get in close again, "How'd he feel?"

His breathing has gotten more shallow but he responds, "Not nearly as big as you." I move faster and faster and Brendon has started to jerk himself off, both of us becoming more and more sporadic. He buries his face in the crook of my neck again and comes, clenching around me causing me to come as well. Everything goes orange for a second and then I just see white dots, my head feeling light. I pull out slowly earning a small groan from Brendon and lay down next to him. He scoots back into me and we just stay there for a moment or two trying to come down.

Brendon gets up and searches for something to wipe off his drying come from his skin. As he looks I see a light trail of my come that has run down his inner thigh from his hole. I cringe because I probably should have asked if that was okay; its a very different situation with girls but still it must be messy. He's found some tissues and wipes himself down reaching between his legs to find the trail. He sees my embarrassed reaction to this. "It's okay, Ryan, I like it." His words still make me blush and so I just smile and nod and put my clothes back on so he doesn't see my flustered face. But I stop before I'm done and turn around calmly reaching over to Brendon, resting my hand lightly on his cheek and planting a soft heartfelt kiss upon his lips. When I back away his eyes are wide with awe and an intense blush has resided on his cheeks.

We get out of the car and move all of Audrey's bags to the back. We get back in and drive to the motel to join Audrey and Spencer in our room. We don't say very much during the drive, just listen to the radio.


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