Moonlit Bay

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Moonlit Bay(Pt6)

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he gently pulled Joe’s hand away and held it tight. “This isn’t right Joe. We ares both drunk and don’t knows wha’ the fuck we are doin’.”

“How hard can it be!?” Joe exclaimed.

“A lot harder than it is now!” Sav shot back before he realized what he was saying. When he did, his cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink.

Joe smiled again, his eyes scanned Sav’s face in the fire light. “I must bes doin’ somethin’ right for bo’fs us to bes like this,” Gently pulling his hand free of his, he trailed it back to his groin, squeezing softly and pressed his equally growing hardness into Sav’s hip. “I don’t thinks the alcohol makin’ us feels this way.”  ”Definitely nots!,” Sav gasped when Joe started stroking him again. “Our speech isn’t tha’s slurrrred either.”

“Yeah, I not’ced th’t……an’s a few other thin’s.”

“You obs-obs’iou-s-s-slys di’nts not’ce we shouldnts be doin’ this.”

A slow smile spread across Joe’s lips as he trailed his hand upward again. Fiddling around until his fingers were underneath the hem of Sav’s shirt, then further up until they touched warm skin. “Why can’t we be doin’ this?”

“’cause it..its…yer drunk…I’ms drunk…an’s we…wes like women.”

Joe looked back down at him, leaning closer he kissed Sav and drew back. “Yeahs, bu’ I haves thought ‘bout it, so haves you…”

Sav’s head shot up from the mattress. “I’s did?”

Firmly planting his mouth on his, Joe pushed him back down. “I thin’s you haves.”

Sav glanced down at Joe’s mouth when he pulled away. He was fully aware that Joe’s hand was all the way under his shirt, softly rubbing the smooth skin of his stomach. “Read minds…..”

Joe felt the slight jerk of Sav’s stomach muscles when he went too far to his side. Pulling back he gripped the hem and pushed the material upward. “Le's take this off.”

“Whys?” Sav’s eyes widen again.

“’cause, I wants ta watch the fires light on yer skin.”

“Is cold…airs cold.” Sav mumbled and tried to push his shirt back down.

Joe ran his hand underneath his shirt to pinch his nipple. “Is that whys your nipples’ hard or ‘cause ofs somethin’ else?”

Sav jerked his body away and grabbed his hand. “NO!”

Giggling, Joe dropped down to his neck to leave a trail of sloppy wet kisses all the way to his ear. He felt Sav relaxing again as he turned his head to give him more room, then pull in a deep breath through his nose. When he released that breath, a soft moan rumbled with it. ‘I’m going to learn every place on your body you liked to be touched Sav.’ Joe thought to himself.

“You’r slob'erin’ all overs me ne’k Joe.” Sav rasped around another moan.

Gliding his tongue down his neck, then back up to his mouth, Joe pushed his way in, briefly tangling with Sav’s before he pulled away and began to tug on his shirt, then dropped back down when he exposed the flesh of his stomach. “Takes this off.” Joe growled, shoving the material higher and dropped his mouth down, kissing, licking, leaving little nips of his teeth as he went up.

Sav raised his head to watch him and finally gripped the edges of his shirt and pulled it over his head, letting it fall beside him. His hand immediately landed on the back of Joe’s head as his tongue swirled around his nipple. At the same time he felt Joe once again rubbing his hardness through his sweats, then down to gently fondle his testicles.

Another soft moan played on his lips as he began to move against Joe’s hand, growing harder by the second.

“mmm..…h-h-how fars ya wantin’t takes 'is?”

Joe rose up and kissed him. “I dunno knows, bu’ if ya’s takes these…” he tugged on the waist band of Sav’s sweats.

“ummm….I..I…”

“I’ves seens ya nude before.” Joe smiled, pushing the elastic down on one side.

“Yeah…this..s.s denferent. Wes…um..mmm…ok, buts you hav’ta takes off’as som’thin’..”

“ok,” Joe smiled wide and sat up to quickly strip his shirt off, then his own sweat pants. He turned back to Sav and pulled his sweats off his feet, then tossing them on the floor with his. Joe eyed the white socks, then looked up at him.

Sav pointed to them. “Me socks stays ons…”

“Fine bys me,” Joe said leaning closer to kiss him. “Lays ba’k down.”

“Then whats?” Sav lay back on the mattress. His entire body shook as if shaking off the cold.

Joe noticed as he stretched his body along Sav, then placed his hand back on his stomach. “Cold?”

“Maybe a lit’les.” Sav replied staring up at him, waiting to see what Joe would do next.

“You’ll bes warm soons enoug’.”