Being all electric, we feared Gab’s car wouldn’t have enough juice to take us to their beach house and back. We took mine instead, but it being a two-seater as well, Tristan and John had to take Tristan’s. We decided to make a grand tour of it. Driving our sports cars along the countryside disturbing the peace with the roar of our mighty V6 engines. We put our roofs down to allow the wind play with our hair. We couldn’t care any less. We were having the time of our lives. Tristan and I would take turns overtaking each other as we drove down the winding road. There was always the view of the ocean, but what amazed us was the beauty of the road, the trees, the hills, and the varying terrain to the other side of the road. One moment we’re driving at past fields of rice paddies, the next we were at the bottom of a cliffside. Trees of different kinds graced the view of the road. We drove under centuries-old trees, their branches reaching for each other creating a cathedral like canopy.

When we got to the house, Tristan and John were racing to reserve the second best room available. I didn’t need to compete, Gab already arranged for the best room for us to sleep in. We intended to stay for a week to let go of all the stress that accumulated in the past four months. I brought our bags to our room and looked out the window. I saw Gab walking to the beach. The sun was almost setting by the time we arrived. I decided to follow him.

“‘When the sun sets, it will always rise again and a new day awaits us. I want to be there for you, from dusk till dawn’,” I rested my chin on his shoulder and hugged him from behind. He caressed my face acknowledging my presence.

“You remembered my promise.”

“Of course I did. It’s not everyday I get swept off my feet.”

We were enjoying the view of the setting sun. Golden rays of light warmed our vision, the sea turned gold as well. I spun him around for a kiss, my hands held his waist and his on my face. When we stopped for a breath, I rested my forehead on his. At this very moment, I again met the zenith of my happiness. It was simple, but it was perfect. We resumed to marvel at the view ahead of us.

“Behold! The mighty sun in all of his glory!” exclaimed John.

He and Tristan decided to join us. We stood there, arms embracing each other. I had my right arm behind Gab’s waist and he has his left behind mine. His right arm over Tristan’s shoulder. Tristan’s arms stretched over his shoulder to pat my back. John and I mirrored Tristan and Gab’s arms so John too could pat Gab’s back. Our arms were intertwined as we enjoyed the company of our friendship and the spectacle that lay before us. The skies then turned pink, the clouds looked like cotton candy.

“I wonder if they’re delicious.” John was looking at the clouds too.

“You idiot!” complained Tristan.

“You ruined a perfectly good moment. UGH!” Tristan retreated to the house in annoyance at what John did. “I’ll ask for dinner to be ready.” he announced muttering something inaudible on his way back.

“John,” I called, “race you back to the house.”

“Last one’s a chicken!” he yelled as he ran for the door.

I didn’t move though, I just wanted some alone time with my boyfriend.

I turned to look at Gab. “Gab?”

“Mmh?” he hummed back and diverted his attention to me.

“Thank you for loving me.” His smile was all the receipt I needed.

“I love you.” I professed it to him and him alone.

He failed to hide his smile and I don’t think he really put much effort to it. “Really?” he clarified.

I simply nodded my response.

“I love you too, New.” He kissed me one more time.

We headed for the beach house to eat dinner. The caretaker was a very talented cook. Displayed on the table was a wide array of fresh fish, fruits, and vegetables. I dug through the bananas and mangos then helped myself to some groupers, buttered shrimps, and grilled squid. By the time we finished eating, hardly any one of us could stand.

“We need to head out early tomorrow to make it to the whale sharks before the other tourists come flocking in,” Gab announced, “it’s a good thing I know the owner of the resort though. He can give us early private access.”

“Time to sleep then.” John stood up, throwing the napkin on the table.

We all headed to our rooms. I washed up ahead of Gab needing more time to complete my ten-step skin care routine. When I finished, I retired to the bed to read while waiting for Gab to finish. Gab came in with a wide grin in his face. He slowly took off his robes, climbed on bed, and undressed mine.

“No, Gab,” I giggled at his kisses, “we need to be up early tomorrow.”

“Come on, it’s been a while since we last did it.” he begged. He unleashed his ultimate charm, the pouty lips, big round eyes, and soft voice.

“OK fine but just a quick one.” I gave in.

In truth, I also missed it. Since the night we made our relationship official, I could only count the number of times we’ve done it. We never really switched positions. Gab enjoys feeling my thick long dick come in and out of his fine ass. And I love the feeling of his hole on my penis. Not having had sex with anyone three months before we did, we knew the negative result from our HIV test meant it was safe to fuck raw. Gab would moan to the pattern of the veins of my throbbing cock as it slid in and out of him. He would beg me to come in him, yearning to feel my hot seed fill his tight hole. Wanting some of his, I would suck the cum out of him if I hadn’t already fucked till he milked. I know his prostate so well that he’s never had to jerk off to cum. But what turned me on the most was the way he would call out my name as he moaned for more.

“Harder, yeah faster! Ugh! Give it to me, New. Breed me, please!”

We would stare at each other’s lustful eyes as each of us come to the pleasure of sex. We’ve been quite adventurous about it. We’ve had sex in the car, in the woods, on the beach, on my condo’s roofdeck, in the gym’s shower.

Our sweaty and cum-covered bodies laid bare on the bed. It wasn’t quick, I couldn’t help but enjoy every minute of it and I didn’t want it to end so abruptly. I edged him and myself often, kissing only to respite and prolong the pleasure of our bodies, united in one beautiful proof of love.

Dawn came and we drove for fifteen minutes to the resort. The proprietor stood in the open parking lot expecting our arrival. Gab walked to the bulky man and shook his hand.

“How are you, Gab? It’s been quite a while!”

“Not too bad, Sunny,” he smiled at the excited man, “and you?”

“I’m good, I’m good. Business is doing great, more tourists are noticing our attraction. It’s a good thing you came in early because I might get you off the queue but I can’t stop them from wanting to see the giants as well.”

He escorted us to the lounge where we collected our gears.

“Giants?” I asked Gab when Sunny walked away to arrange for our boat.

“You’ll see.”

Being licensed divers, we put on our gear when the boat anchored on our diving spot. We plunged down the water and saw before my eyes a true giant. It wasn’t your typical humanoid giant. No, this was another mammalian giant, but of the sea; a whale shark. It spans the length of a bus or a lorry. I’ve only read about these creatures before, but now I finally got to see it swim before my very eyes. I gently swam around with smaller fishes tagging on it’s back and side. Its dorphin was blue with a pattern of white spots all over it. What amazed me the most was when it opened its wide mouth. The water whirled as it filled its oral cavity. It fed on the krills so small I almost didn’t notice. I trailed the gentle giant as it swam for the krills near John. His panic was now visible as he swam away from the feeds but I could only laugh at his ignorance of the fact that these sharks were filter feeders. I saw Tristan and Gab on the other side of the whale shark laughing.

We surfaced and got on the boat.

“HAHAHAHAHA, you idiot! Don’t you know they’re filter feeders, they won’t actually eat you?” exclaimed Tristan. Laughing at John, Tristan, Gab, and I struggled to catch our breath. Embarrassed by his hysteria, John kicked Tristan who was lying on the floor laughing. The boat took us back to the resort and we dried ourselves to prepare for the next leg in our trip for the day.

We parked in front of a beach restaurant for our breakfast. We dined like kings having eaten almost every seafood dish in this country. I stood and walked around taking in the sights. It was a nice beach, quiet and tranquil. You could hear the gentle waves hitting the fine sugar-like sand. I took a towel and lay it on the beach. It was time for a little sun bathing, I missed my chance last summer and my fair complexion could now camouflage itself in the snow. Tristan and Gab joined me, we lay there wearing our shades and sunscreen for protection from the sun.

At the corner of my eyes, I saw John walking towards us from the water with a huge grin across his face. I looked to Tristan but he had a book laid on his face. Knowing how mischievous John can be, I can predict exactly what’s going to happen. And sure enough, John pulled from his back a water gun and pumped it. He squirted the water on Tristan and as he jerked, reacting to the cold stream of water beating down his skin, his book slid to his wet abdomen. The pages were wet and you could see Tristan’s face boil red.

“You little shit, I wasn’t done reading that book!” he chased Joh.

John was splashing towers of water while running for his life. Tristan made the smarter and faster decision of swimming towards his prey and he caught John by the legs. I laughed enjoying the sight and sound of two grown men playing in the water. One was trying to drown the other while the target was running, screaming, and splashing water at his hunter. John managed to get out of the water.

“Get back here, coward!” Tristan bent down and scooped wet sand with his hands. He formed it into a ball and threw it with all his might. The hurling sphere of sand hit John at the back of his head causing him to fall to the ground. Tristan caught him, turned him around while John was laughing, and rained sand on him.

“Stop! *pft* Stop! *pft pft*. OK OK I’m sorry! Make it stop! *pft*” John cried.

“Remember this the next time you decide to mess with my books, you twat.”

Tristan threw one last handful of sand at John’s face. He stood and patted the sand off his knees, arms, and hands, and went back to his towel. John was wiping off the sand on his tongue and spat the ones he couldn’t.

“What’s next?” he asked like he wasn’t just assaulted minutes ago.

“There’s a secret waterfall nearby we could visit,” suggested Gab.

“Let’s go!” John said excitedly.