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A Surprise Inside
“Nuh-uh. No way.”
“C’mon, babe. It’ll be fun.” Hagan bent over Kelly, his wide
shoulders blocking out the glow shining through the porthole from the rainbow
lights in the pool. “You know you’ll blow them all out of the water.”
“We’re on a ship. I don’t want to hear about things blowing
out of the water. That’s gotta be bad luck or something.” Kelly gripped the
headboard. “Besides, you can’t make me.”
“I can.” Hagan sounded so sure of himself. It was the one
thing that always made Kelly melt. He stroked a hand up Kelly’s smooth leg.
“You know I can.”
Kelly slid his hands up the rails on the headboard and
revealed his cuffs. “I hid the key.”
Hagan chuckled. “You’ve got them close. You’re trying to
distract me so you can get out of the drag race. I’ll feel you up, trying to
find the key, and we won’t make it out of our suite tonight.”
“Maybe.” Kelly arched his back and slid his legs apart. His
silky bikinis stretched tight over his growing cock and balls. He knew exactly
how he looked. As always, the sight of Kelly in his sexy underwear got the reaction
he wanted from his boyfriend.
Fiancé.
“The prize is a gold trophy. You know you like gold.” Hagan
crawled on the bed and hovered over him.
“Along with other sparkly, shiny things.”
Waving one hand, Kelly said, “I have all the gold I need.”
His engagement ring flashed in the shimmering light dancing through the room.
“I’m not going to run around the ship in heels just because I’d beat the
pantyhose off the posers tottering around in them for the first time. I’m not
gonna sing in the talent show either, so don’t ask me to. No shows this trip.
“I’m here to spend lots of lazy days and nights in bed with
my fiancé until he becomes my husband during a romantic, tropical cruise
wedding. I don’t want anyone’s eyes on me but yours.” Kelly lifted his hips,
rubbing his erection against Hagan’s stomach.
“Not possible. You’re way too sexy.”
Kelly smiled. He’d dated a lot of losers who didn’t like his
femme style, and one who’d flat out thought cross-dressing in drag shows a sign
of mental illness. Sometimes even gay men could be intolerant. But Hagan never
made him feel like a freak.
He turned over between Hagan’s legs, going up on his knees
with his arms crossed over his head. The only thing Hagan liked more than seeing
Kelly in panties was taking them off.
And when he did, he’d see another pretty gold thing Kelly
already had.
“So are you going to search me for the key, or not?”
“Oh, I think I have to.” Hagan traced tickling lines down
Kelly’s slim back and sides. “Nothing there. What about here?” He cupped
Kelly’s cheeks through his silky bikinis, then slid his fingers under the
edges, stroking the sensitive skin between his legs.
Kelly gasped and pushed backward into the touch. “Take them
off.” He turned his head sideways so he could watch. Kelly wanted to see Hagan’s
face.
“Oh, damn.” Hagan froze, Kelly’s underwear halfway down his
thighs. He swallowed. “That’s… new.”
“Just for this trip.” Kelly spread his knees as far as he
could and arched. “Just for you.”
“Is it real?”
“The handle is.” The gold vibrator was a heavy weight
filling him inside and out. “So, better than any trophy?”
Hagan slid his fingers down Kelly’s crack and then tapped
the base of the vibrator.
“Mmm.” The tip of the thick toy tapped his prostate, sending
sparks to his balls. Kelly’s cock began to drip. He’d spent the entire time
Hagan was speaking with the chief steward working the toy inside and driving
himself crazy thinking about how Hagan would use it.
His man didn’t disappoint. He toyed with Kelly until he was
moaning continuously, and only then
did he turn it on. Hagan drove him to the brink, trembling on the edge until he
begged.
Hagan pulled the toy out and curled around him. Their lips
met in a heated kiss as Hagan drove inside Kelly in one thrust.
“Oh, yeah.” Nothing felt as good as Hagan did. They fit
together, even sweaty, sticky, and….
“God!” Kelly shuddered under Hagan and thrust into his rough
hand encircling Kelly’s prick. He didn’t know which way to move, but he
couldn’t stay still as passion burned through his body, setting him on fire.
Hagan grabbed his hip and pulled Kelly back as he pushed
inside to the hilt, their bodies slapping together. They raced for completion,
unable to slow, their need too great.
“Kelly!” Hagan squeezed, his grip almost bruising, and
stilled. Captured, not quite there, Kelly fought Hagan’s hold, desperate to
come.
“Please,” he begged. “Don’t stop.”
Hagan touched the gold ring piercing Kelly’s cock, tugging
on it. The move always, always set Kelly off. Hagan shouted as Kelly’s orgasm
pushed him over the brink.
They collapsed to the bed. “I love you,” Kelly panted.
“I love you too.” Hagan ran his hands up Kelly’s arms to the
cuffs. He tapped Kelly’s right fist. “Now give me the key before your hands go
numb.”
***
Hagan stood in a traditional tuxedo, Kelly on his arm as the
captain said the words that would entwine their two lives into one. His
beautiful man posed, so self-assured, in his tailored suit and pale lavender
blouse. The jacket was tucked at the sides, showing Kelly’s trim figure from
his wide shoulders to his slender waist.
Life with Kelly was one surprise after another. He was
nothing like Hagan first thought, seeing him all dolled up. He was glad he’d said
yes to Kelly’s proposal, though it came only months after they met, because
Kelly’s love was as essential to Hagan as breathing.
And once they were married, he had something planned for
Kelly… after all, his soon-to-be husband couldn’t be the only one plotting sexy
surprises.
