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4.

The salty seawater felt great, after that morning. Ward had waded quite deeply, washing himself thoroughly. His ass was wet, but not sore. He moved two fingers inside to clean up. On the beach, Lucky was sitting in the chair. He had made coffee and breakfast. It still felt like a vacation. When Ward joined him, their smiles were a little shy.

“Coffee?”

Ward took the offered cup, and sat down. They were sitting in the shadow of the jet, but the sun wasn’t as hot as the day before. It might rain, that day. Lucky would have his fresh water. “Nice brew,” Ward commented after a sip. “So... Lucky?”

“Hm?” The pilot looked up, but he avoided Ward’s eyes. “Going to ask me how lucky I feel this morning?”

“No... Why?” Ward laughed softly. “But since you bring that up; how lucky do you feel this morning?”

Lucky winched. “It’s such an old joke,” he muttered. “Don’t ever call me ‘punk’, alright? Please?”

“I promise,” Ward soothed. “Now tell me. How do you feel after fucking a man?”

“So harsh,” Lucky scowled. “I told you; I was horny. So were you. It was natural, wasn’t it? Since we’re stuck here together, with no other option than to have each other. It just... happened. I didn’t think. I only wanted to have some pleasure. I’m not into men all of a sudden, you know; I’m not excited by your nudity in any way. It’s not as if... You know, I’m not...”

Ward patiently waited until Lucky talked himself into a corner. He sipped his coffee, calmly looking at the inner struggle of the blond man. “Sure, Luck,” he eventually helped. “And you never thought I was handsome, hm?”

“That... I... I didn’t say...” Lucky’s voice drifted off. “I have said that, haven’t I?” he then asked, averting his eyes.

“Yes, you did. A few times. And you called me big guy. So... You said that, you have fucked me, I came while you were climaxing inside of me, and I would love to do it again. How about you?”

“That...” Lucky began again, looking down, “that would be great, yes.”

“Since you and I are alone on this island... and you have the tendency of being naked all the time...”

Lucky chuckled shyly. “Yes. I brought it up to myself, didn’t I? I thought you were prudish.”

“You were turning me on,” Ward laughed. “But now you know, so you can choose what you want to do. Stay naked and have more pleasure with me, or dress up and wait until we get back to the civilised world. It’s your call.”

Lucky looked up. “I’ve always been a guy with stamina,” he said. “Perhaps that will change when we run out of food and have less energy, but right now I’m just relaxed and feeling a bit horny all the time. If it’s up to me, I say we’ll stay naked.” He looked at the dark clouds gathering above the ocean. “We should have breakfast inside though. How about it?”

“Let’s wrap up and get back inside.”

They crawled on the bed with their coffee and food, and ate in peace while outside the wind picked up. “It promises to get bad...”

“Mm... Maybe we should close the door, before the canvas rips away.”

While Lucky removed the canvas and closed the door, Ward cleared the remainders of their breakfast. It was getting very dark all of a sudden. They had no light, only candles. Ward lit a few, but left most of the jet in the dark. He crawled back on bed, and propped up in the pillows.

Lucky joined him. Cosily, he crept against him, leaning with his head against Ward’s shoulder. “I hope the jet will stay in place,” he said as the first gush of wind made the plane shudder. “Perhaps we should’ve tied it down or something.”

“It won’t go anywhere,” Ward assured him. “It’s stuck between the trees quite firmly. Try to relax, hm?” He leaned over, and softly kissed the blond hair.

Lucky held his breath for a moment, and tensed up. “I never kissed a guy, Ward...”

“Of course you haven’t,” Ward chuckled. “You never had a man. Which is a shame, isn’t it? Do you know what you have missed, after this morning?”

“Yeah...” The pilot said it hesitantly. “Sex is one thing, but I don’t know if I should kiss you. That’s something else, isn’t it...? You know...”

“Oh, shut it, or I lock you outside,” Ward smirked. “Try it, Luck. We’re in this together. No one else will know how you kissed a guy, and liked it...”

As the lips touched his, Lucky’s instinctive reaction was to pull back. As Ward did it again, he tentatively answered the soft kiss, keeping it almost prudent. He didn’t protest when he felt the tip of the tongue sliding between his lips. He wrapped his arms around the older man, and pressed up against him. Ward answered the embrace, tilted his head, and gave him a good taste of his tongue.
Another gush of wind shook the plane. It felt as if they shook the earth with their increasingly passionate kiss.

“We should...” Lucky heaved a deep gulp of air, turning his head away but not loosening his grip on the other man. “Gods. We should see if our funnel works properly, Ward.”

“We should stay safely inside and worry about it when it clears up,” Ward said with a shrug. “Give me another kiss. You taste great.”

The pilot protested feebly. In fact, he answered the second kiss so eagerly, no one would fall for the appearances he tried to keep up. He sucked and licked the intruding tongue, making soft, appreciative sounds, until Ward’s hand slid down his side towards his hip. He broke the kiss with a desperate grunt. “Shit...!”

“Shh... Give in to it, silly. You know you like it. I’m not asking you to receive me... I’m no top at all.”

“Okay...” After swallowing hard, Lucky allowed the hands to caress him. He didn’t touch Ward in turn, but that didn’t mean he didn’t enjoy the next deep kiss. He was just too occupied with all those new sensations to add another one.

While the wind shook the plane and the rain gushed down as if it was judgement day, inside the two men enjoyed the long, warm cuddle in the light of the candles.

It wasn’t bad at all, so far.

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