Undertaking chapter 5

Rain pattered against the floor length windows of the café. People were scuttling around under hoods and umbrellas trying to dodge the heavy droplets. Safe inside, a man sat alone in a corner booth. He looked lonely for someone so handsome. With a solid build and a scruffy yet well kept head on his shoulders, everyone would assume he’d be off the market. That’s what the barista was thinking anyway.

"Here’s your mocha, sir,” the barista set a mug in front of the man. “Anything else I could make you?”

“No, this is lovely. Thank you.” The smile on his lips charmed them heartily.

“If you don’t mind my asking, but,” they hesitated a moment as if unsure to finish, but managed to anyway, “are you waiting for someone?”

The man caught the underlining question within, but answered with, “No, sadly. I – uh,” he paused for a moment looking at his mug then at the empty seat across from him, “used to come here with someone. Someone dear to me.”

They caught on to his own underlining statement and changed their demeanor. “Oh,” the hope in their stature dropped, “I see. My sympathies, mister.”

He looked up at them with that same smile as before but more somber, “Thank you.”

The barista left him there alone once more. He didn’t mind it though. The solitude allowed him to ponder his thoughts. His day to day was tiring and demanded so much of his energy. There were only a few times he would be able to break away from his work for a reprieve. He didn’t like letting his mind wonder too much though. Sometimes it went too far.

Just like now, as he took a sip of the coffee, memories came flashing back. They were sweet memories this time, but bittersweet, nonetheless. He could almost feel like he was back on that boat. With the one he loved. Before everything change.

Years ago, a shining sun beamed in the open sky making the water below sparkle underneath its brilliance. It was such a beautiful day, how could they not spend it in the water. They had spent hours jumping off the sides and bow of the yacht. Swimming around the incredible length of the vessel was laborious after a couple circles.

A handsome young man pulled himself up onto the deck as if rising out of the water like a movie scene. He brushed the long hair from his smooth face and rung it of the excess water. Not wanting to wait for his siblings that were getting out behind him, he went up to the second level of the yacht. He was still dripping with sea water as he approached another younger man. They were sunbathing with a fruity cocktail beside them. Without warning, the wet man straddled the peaceful fellow.

“Ah! What the fuck, Logan!” He shouted, “Get off! You’re wet!”

Logan held tight laughing as the other fought to get him off. “That’s the point, Julian! We’re on a boat surrounded by water!”

“If I wanted to get wet, I’d take a dip in the pool.”

He gave Julian a face, “That defeats the purpose of the ocean, hun.”

Julian frowned at him, “Then why did your dad design the Prince’s Gambit with a pool and jacuzzi?”

“You’ve got me there.”

“Great!” Julian started struggling again, “Now get off me!” 

“What’s the safe word?” Logan looked at him with a cheeky smirk.

The expression on the other man’s face changed from annoyance to devilish only to stop at uncertainty. “Logan, your family is on board.”

“I don’t care.” Logan leaned in closer to him, “Besides, you don’t have to say it out here.”

Before Julian could answer him someone else cut into their ‘private’ conversation, “Ew!” their attention turned to Logan’s sister, Ashley. She stood by the stairs with a towel wrapped around her while she covered her eyes, “Logan, if you’re going to molest your boyfriend, do it in your cabin!”

“He’s not molesting me!” Julian tried defending.

Getting up from his lover, Logan took Julian by the hand and pulled him up. “You’re right, Ash. If anyone asks, you know where we’ll be.”

Logan dragged the two of them in the direction of their cabin, much to Julian’s embarrassment. They could hear Ashley laughing at them just as another voice, Logan’s older brother probably, started asking what was happening. Moving through the spacious luxury yacht took no time at all for them to come up to their lavish cabin. With a flick of the handle, Logan had the door open and pushed Julian inside.

The door didn’t have a chance to click closed before Logan attacked his boyfriend. Julian protested for a moment given he was dry, and Logan wasn’t. His efforts failed quick enough as he gave in to his man’s touch. Their hands traveled across their smooth bodies exploring familiar territory. A clash of tongues battled between them fighting to gain the upper hand over the other.

Julian felt wandering hands slip under his tight swim shorts and grip either cheek. His arms went up around Logan’s neck trying to hold on as his ass was massaged. The treatment distracted him from the curious finger that prodded his hole. It slipped in with little resistance much to his pleasure. He moaned into Logan’s mouth feeling the other man smile on his lips.

Another finger penetrated Julian’s muscle. Logan had him hooked on his fingers causing the younger man to arch his hips. He nudged his fingers about, teasing the man already trembling in his arms. Pressing him closer, Julian hooked his head on Logan’s neck. He kissed at the nap and bit down when Logan tried inserting a third finger.

The action gained a laugh from the bigger man, “Dirty, boy.”

With a rough action, Logan pushed Julian off him. He actually launched the lighter man onto the edge of the exquisite bed earning him giggles. Logan got down on his knees between his boyfriend’s legs and tugged at the rim of his swimwear. They were off and tossed absent mindedly on the floor. Julian’s hard cock was already leaking in front of him.

Locking eyes with his lover, Logan licked at the dollop of precum at Julian’s head. The younger let out a deep sigh when his cock was swallowed. Hands went to Logans head as he started a steady rhythm. He slowly slid the cock into and out of his mouth taking the time to savor the sensation they were both feeling. Logan enjoyed the way Julian looked when he was getting blown. Even more when he had a cock rammed up his ass. All in due time, really.

Logan ran his hands up Julian’s chest. Stopping at his nipples, he teased them making them harden by his touch. Taking Julian all into his mouth, Logan held himself there. He moved his tongue and flexed his throat with talent. The motions had Julian clawing through his long hair. Logan came off him taking a large gulp of air. The other didn’t have a moment to think before having their legs thrown up over their head.

With Julian in a more compromised position, he couldn’t stop Logan from digging into his hole. Not that he wanted to stop him. Julian felt his sphincter quiver at the touch of Logan’s tongue. He shivered at the scratching of his lover’s stubble between his ass. It tickled his puckered hole. So much to the point he couldn’t fight the fits of giggles escaping him.

The sensation was almost too much for him. He didn’t want to wait any longer. Julian needed Logan more than he already did. With a free hand, he fisted a clump of Logan’s hair and pulled him up from his ass. The man’s mouth came off his hole with an audible pop.

“Logan,” Julian breathed heavily, “Fuck me, please.”

A cocky smile came to Logan’s wet lips, “That’s my boy.”

On his feet, Logan practically ripped the swim trunks from his lower body letting his larger cock flopped out in the open. His member looked like it was pulsing as if in excitement when pressed again Julian’s hole. Logan didn’t wait to push the tip of his cock into the younger man. They both sighed in pleasure as Logan’s dick sunk deeper and Julian’s hole stretched wider.

Julian was being greedy by rocking his hips onto Logan’s cock. The man took that as a sign to have his way with him. Both hands were placed on the underside of his thighs for leverage. In a single second, Logan was plowing Julian into the edge of the bed. They were both making the loudest physical noises while stupidly trying to keep their voices quiet.

“Fuck, Logan!” Julian bit the volume in his voice back.

“Ah yeah, baby.” Logan whispered loudly, “You’re hole always feels so good.”

Reaching up, Julian wrapped his hands around Logan’s neck and pulled him close. They were pressed as one and immediately locked their lips together. Moans were passed between them with every other movement. The two of them were lost in each other. Completely absorbed by the attraction they held for one another.

Their adoration built between them. Their emotions rose higher and higher as they delved deeper together. Logan was hitting that perfect spot within Julian driving him crazy beneath him. The way Julian’s hole swallowed Logan’s cock was driving him insane. That peak they were climbing towards came up faster than they could handle.

With a couple finishing thrusts, Logan exploded inside Julian. In that same moment, Julian released himself. Jets of sperm sprayed across both men as one was filled with the very same juice. Their bodies coursed with the euphoria of a climax. Every breath brought them back closer to the present. The last wave passed through them allowing them to collapse where they were.

They both shuffled up onto the bed for their usual after fuck cuddle. Laying there together, they shared a sweet moment with only the sounds of their breathing filling the cabin. Both were content with not moving until they absolutely had to. Wrapped in each other’s arms they understood what a peaceful moment felt like.

Julian reached a hand up to his boyfriend’s stubbled cheek, “I love you, Logan Prince.”

“I love you too, Julian Smith.” A true smile played across Logan’s lips.