I teased and touched him with my finger tips sliding up and down his shaft, feeling it quiver as I did so. Although stiff the skin felt like silk, transparent too as I saw the veins there pulsing with the blood that pumped my guy up. I felt the thrill pulsing inside me when I touched the redness of his cock. I just had to taste and tease it to the full. The first touch with the tip of my tongue was heavenly and the taste was out of this world. To me Pete was like a Greek God, waiting to be pampered and I was his servant, his lover and whatever he wanted me to be. I could be anything for him and he well knew it. Now as he stirred and moaned his cock was deep in my mouth as I soon began to lose my senses in a wonderful deep sucking motion, taking him in different ways, different angles as I felt the throb of it against my cheeks. Still teasing now inside my mouth with my tongue, lapping his p-hole for all I was worth until I heard him yell, and looking up I saw his eyes open, looking down at me and pleading. I knew what I had to do. I gave him the most perfect oral fuck I could. I could feel the blood rush to my head as I jerked his seven inches of heaven inside my busy mouth, waiting to feel and taste the surge of his love juice as I gripped the base, bending him into me, my mouth working overtime as I felt then that surge, heard that unmistakable groan as he spurted again and again, his white nectar overflowing onto my chin and neck and it felt so good, as if heaven had opened with energy and love and the seas had swamped our bodies.

“Jason, you are so gorgeous and you spoil me so.”

I felt his warmth again knowing he would want to come inside me again.

“That is all I want - to make you happy, Pete baby - now let us feel your deep kiss and taste our love before we share all we have together.”

Soon he was inside me, my ass cheeks apart, filling me with all his lust and his passion full package, stretching me deep inside, feeling his warmth as he made me reach that wonderful waterloo by stiffly wanking me in motion to his thrusts. I shall forever want and cherish my Pete.

If the earth was moving we had no care - our love was so demanding - neither did we know about the seaquake and the forthcoming tsunami. If the cave was filling with water, completely submerging us we just didn’t care, for we were deeply emerged in the fruits of our love and when we left the earth it was the most perfect way to go.

I returned two days later, in spirit, debris covered the beach. I looked into the cave all that was in there was my red jumper. Everything else, our bodies, all, were gone. But no matter because now we had reached our heaven forever.