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Steve Visits the Islands Chapter Six - The Runner, continued once...
...Hank told him, "Look, I'll surprise you. Go back to your bungalow, take a dump, do whatever you need to do. I'll be over in about half an hour and we'll see where this day takes us!"
Steve gave Hank a quick hug and walked back to his own bungalow....
Steve walked into his bungalow and found Dante, nude, puttering around the living room. Dante went to him immediately and helped him out of his running shorts and shoes. "I hope you had a nice run, sir, you were gone quite a while." Dante grinned.
"Yes, I made a new friend," Steve said. "In fact, he's coming over in half an hour. I need you to be sure the bar is stocked and we have snacks to last all day. We'll be ordering our meals brought in. Today is going to be fun."
Dante assured him everything was ready and said he'd be in his quarters if he was needed. Dante said, "Sir, your hair is a mess. Let me help."
Dante led Steve into the master bath and had him sit on a low stool. Dante grabbed Steve's brush and began to stroke his long wavy hair and smooth it out. As he moved around Steve, Dante's crotch appeared right in front of Steve's face. So he leaned in and took Dante's cock into his mouth. He grabbed Dante's hips to keep him in position and began to slurp Dante's six incher up and down. Steve was thirsty and ready for more cum. Dante got into the rhythm and started to fuck Steve's face. He held onto Steve's head and thrust deep into his mouth. Soon, Dante moaned and pressed his cock in up to the hilt. He shouted once and then a torrent of hot cum pumped into Steve's thirsty mouth. Dante shuddered as Steve licked his member clean. He leaned over and kissed Steve, then he finished brushing Steve's hair before quietly leaving through his own rooms.
Steve was satisfied with that little snack and got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face. He went into the living room and turned on the 72" flat screen to see what was on the menu. He discovered that the resort offered a full complement of porn suited to anyone's taste or fetish. He selected a channel for men who love bears and let it play. Then he went and opened the entire glass wall facing the beach so that the warm tropical breezes filled the room. Then he went into the bedroom to retrieve the small bag that was sitting next to his bed. He set it down on the side table next to the sofa and waited for Hank to arrive.
There was a knock on the door and Steve went to answer. He opened it to find Hank, dressed in a plaid flannel robe and carrying a gym bag. He stepped aside to let Hank in and then locked the door. Hank walked over and dropped his bag on the sofa and then untied his robe and let it drop to the floor. Now, both men were naked, able to admire each other's hairy bodies. Steve stepped up and gave Hank a big bear hug and invited him to sit on the sofa.
"What would you like to drink," Steve asked. "We have anything you could want."
"Where's your valet?" Hank asked. "I thought he'd be taking care of us."
"I let him have the day off so we could be alone," Steve said. "How about that drink?"
"I'll take a beer, if that's OK," Hank said. "My tastes are pretty basic. You might have noticed I'm kind of a country boy. Nobody ever thinks I'm a gay man; they think I'm a hick."
Steve said, "I like a cold beer once in a while too. I also do not think you're a hick. You just have a masculine way of dressing and acting. I like it."
While Hank settled in watching the porn on TV, Steve went to get two beers and brought them back, handing one to Hank as he sat down next to him on the sofa.
Steve said, "Hank, I have to say that I am so interested in your body. The color and texture of your body hair is so exciting and sensual. I'd love to explore you from head to toe today, if that's OK."
"Wow! Thanks for the props, man," Hank replied. "You can explore anything you want and touch anywhere you want. One condition, I get to do the same to you."
"I'll drink to that!" Steve said.
The men drank their beer and watched the screen as two very hairy men rolled around on the ground, sucking their giant cocks. Hank reached over to stroke Steve's growing cock and Steve responded by reaching for Hank. They were exploring, not seeking release yet. Hank finished his beer first and Steve told him to help himself to another. When Hank returned to the sofa, Steve got down on the floor in front of him. He began by lifting Hank's leg and examining his foot. He traced the line of his foot down to his toes and saw that each toe had tiny curly hairs sprouting from each knuckle. His feet were unblemished and Stevfe couldn't resist taking a little nibble of his toes. Hank laughed and squirmed.
Steve ran his hands slowly up Hank's very hairy legs. They were tan and strong. Steve loved the feel of his calf muscles and relished the thick hair covering his legs. Steve now had positioned himself between Hank's legs and rubbed them against his cheeks. He rested them on his shoulders so his hands were free to stroke gently up the outside of Hank's meaty thighs. He stroked them and ran his fingers through the dense hair. Then he traced around his hips and into his inner thighs. He spread them apart and began to gently kiss along one inner thigh up and over to the other one. He licked and kissed, but he never touched the ball sack or the mighty prize above.
Hank had finished his second beer and was enjoying the attention and the movie. Steve stopped his exploration for the moment and sat next to Hank. He reached into the bag he'd left on the table and pulled out a small tray, a bag of weed, and a bong. He took the bong over to the bar and ran water into it before sitting down to fill the bowl. As he sifted through the weed on the tray and placed some in the bowl, Hank watched with interest.
"Man, I gotta be honest," Hank said. "I've only been high once before and that was a long time ago."
"No problem," said Steve. "With the weed and the booze, we're both going to be plenty high all day today. Enjoy it!"
Steve demonstrated how to use the bong by taking a massive hit. He handed it to Hank who followed Steve's example, choking on the huge hit he tried to inhale. They both laughed and hit it again and then a third time.
"This is very good pot," Steve said. "We need to slow down a bit."
He set the bong on the table and Hank leaned back to enjoy the feeling that would soon ruc\sh over him. Steve decided he wanted to continue his exploration. This time he stayed on the sofa, pulling his legs up underneath him so he could turn towards Hank. He again avoided the big prize and went instead to Hank's hairy belly. His stomach was almost flat, but not defined. Hank was strong, but his muscles were hidden by his soft furry belly. Steve went to the navel and parted the curly auburn hair to reveal a deep innie that cried out for attention. Steve stuck his tongue deep into the crater and licked around it, dampening the hairy hole with saliva. Hank moaned slightly. Steve used his tongue masterfully to swirl around Hank's hairy navel and then widened the circle and licked around and around Hank's hairy belly.
Steve ran his hands through the hair on Hank's stomach as he licked his way up the center of his curly carpet. He noticed how the soft auburn curls swirled all over Hank's body. There were highlights and very dark hairs, all blended together to form a beautiful forest of sensual, soft hair to play in. When he reached Hank's fur-coated pecs, Steve cupped them in each hand and squeezed gently. They were solid, with large brown areola and perfectly shaped nipples. Steve took one into his mouth and sucked hard and swirled his tongue around the tip of the nip. He bit down gently and Hank arched his back. "Yes, I like that," he moaned.
Steve moved to the other side and made love to the other nipple, finishing with a stronger bite. He leaned back and rubbed his hands all over Hank's hairy torso, massaging and enjoying the feeling of his soft, curly fur. "God, I'm high," Hank said.
Steve sat back and shared the sentiment. He got up and returned with two more beers and sat down to enjoy the porn. After a few minutes, Steve reached into his bag again and pulled out a butt plug. "Hank, have you ever had one of these inside you?"
"Uh, no, are you sure it will fit?"
"Oh I'll get it to fit. Take another hit off the bong and relax."
They both hit the bong again and Hank laid back. Steve returned to the floor between Hank's legs. He put Hank's legs on his shoulders and raised him up, pulling his ass closer to the edge of the sofa. Steve marvelled at the hot hairy hole. He began to lick Hank's crack and stuck his tongue into the hole. Hank started to squirm. Then he grabbed a bottle of lube and poured it into Hank's crack. He pushed one finger into Hank's hairy hole and twisted it around, starting to stretch him. He followed with another finger and he used them to massage Hank's eager button. Hank moaned. Steve added another finger and then the last one. He used his hand to penetrate and stretch Hank as much as he could.
Then Steve took the black plug and coated it with lube. He inserted the tip into Hank's pucker and pushed slowly. When he got to the widest point of the plug, Hank wasn't quite stretched enough. Steve pumped the plug in and out for a moment, then he plunged the plug in up to the hilt. Hank cried out in pain, but soon got used to it and moaned at the pleasure. Steve sat down on the sofa and held up a small remote control. He pressed it and Hank felt the plug vibrating. As Steve pressed the button, each press triggered a different level of vibration. Then Steve pressed the other button and Hank felt the shaft of the plug rotating to massage his love canal. Hank shuddered and moaned loudly. "Oh, shit, man. This is great! Can I keep it in all day?"
Steve replied, "You can wear it as long as the battery holds out."
Steve noticed that Hank's cock was growing and there was a lot of pre-cum oozing out of him. Steve reached over and scooped up the nectar and brought it to his lips. Then he took another butt plug out of the bag, smaller than the first. He coated it in lube and pushed it into his own butt hole. Then he handed the remote control to Hank.
"The top button regulates vibration," Steve told him. "The other button sends a small electrical charge to stimulate the prostate. I'm leaving you in control of the remote."
Hank pressed the top button and Steve sighed with pleasure. He relaxed back into the sofa to enjoy his high and the company of his new friend. In a few moments Hank pressed the other button and Steve's pelvis jerked and he cried out with pain/pleasure. The assault on his prostate continued as Hank shot electricity into him. Steve finally held up his hand for Hank to stop. His cock was hard and precum was leaking down the shaft. Hank leaned down and took Steve's swollen member into his mouth to savor the precum. He pressed the charge button once more and Steve's cock jerked inside Hank's mouth releasing more sweet nectar.
They both lay back on the sofa to rest and watch the movie. When the movie ended, Stave pulled the plug out of his ass and did the same for Hank. "We need a change of scene," Steve said. He got up and pulled Hank to his feet. They were both a little wobbly from the beer and pot, but Steve didn't hesitate. He dragged Hank outside and started to run down the path to the beach. "C'mon, I'll race you!" Steve said as he ran ahead.
Hank was not going to be beaten. He caught up with Steve and ran past him. They emerged onto the beach, where several other people were scattered about. Not a care in the world, these two hot, horny, hairy aked men ran down the beach and dove into the blue ocean water, laughing and pushing each other like little boys. They splashed around for a while until they were exhausted. They walked out of the water and found a quiet place on the sand away from the other vacationers.
Hank lay down on his back and Steve knelt next to him. Steve admired Hank's wet, matted body hair and rubbed his hands over Hank's hot chest and stomach. He stroked Hank's gorgeous cock and brought it to attention, Then he quickly straddled Hank and pressed his hungry hole against Hank's hard cock. He sat down and plunged that hard 7" of meat into his hole and came to rest against Hank's pubes. Hank was startled, but pleased. They didn't care if anyone was watching, they had no choice but to fuck in the moment at the peak of their high. Steve rode Hank's rod up and down, harder and faster. He knew that Hank was ready and wouldn't take long to cum. Hank pushed back and the two men grunted and moaned with pleasure. Hank let out a cry that everyone on the beach must have heard and he slammed his cock up inside Steve while shooting ropes of hot creamy cum, filling Steve's pleasure pot until cum was overflowing out of his ass and onto Hank's balls.
Steve erupted, shooting his load all over Hank's hairy chest and belly. Droplets of cum hung in the curls and puddled in Hank's navel. Steve climbed off Hank, slurped Hank's cock until it was clean, then he used his tongue to suck up every drop of his own cum on Hank's hairy body. When his mouth was full of both men's cum, he pressed his lips against Hank's and shared the juices, swirling their tongues together.
The two naked men lay on their backs on the sand and let their breath slow. Steve put his hands at his side and Hank reached to hold hands with him as they lay there. They dozed off and dreamed about what the rest of the day might bring.
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END CHAPTER SIX
Hope you enjoy this new storyline. It could be a very long, hot vacation for Steve. I'm anxious to see what happens next and what pops up for Steve. Let me know if you like the story. Thanks, Alan.
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