Chapter 1: Introduction
Peter found himself wandering the back roads of New Zealand, avoiding the chaotic main streets and crowded tourist traps that plagued most towns. He'd been traveling for months, and the isolation of the smaller villages was refreshing. The winding roads were lined with towering pine trees and emerald fields, their tips caressing the horizon. The country seemed to have a rhythm to it, and he couldn't help but find a sense of peacefulness in its chaos.
He walked through the town square, taking in the quaint shops and rustic charm.
As he meandered, he stumbled upon the village's central meeting place - a cozy, red-roofed bungalow overlooking the cobbled path that led to the quiet, sandy beach. Intrigued, he ventured inside to find it bustling with locals, chatting, and laughing over cups of coffee and tea. The atmosphere was inviting, and Peter felt a surge of excitement at the prospect of immersing himself in the community.
As he approached the counter to order a cup of tea, he noticed a particular man that stood out among the crowd. Dan, the village's resident muscle man, was leaning against the wall, a wide chest and broad shoulders stretching the fabric of his white t-shirt. His thick accent and confident, assertive demeanor made him impossible to ignore.
Peter couldn't take his eyes off of Dan, who seemed to command the room with his very presence. He watched as Dan's lips curved into a knowing smile, revealing a charming dimple in his left cheek.
Peter's heart raced at the sight, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of attraction to the muscle man.
As Peter waited for his tea, he found himself stealing glances at Dan, trying to find an opportunity to speak with him. Suddenly, their eyes met, and Peter felt a jolt of electricity shoot through his veins. Dan gestured towards the empty seat beside him, and with a shy nod, Peter made his way over.
"Good day to ya," Dan greeted with a wink, extending a thick arm over the back of the chair.
"Hope you're enjoying our little village. I don't usually see many tourists around here."
"Just passing through," Peter replied, seating himself opposite Dan. The roughness of Dan's accent made him seem both exotic and intriguing. "I was recommended this place by a friend, said it was the best-kept secret in the country."
Dan leaned in closer, the corners of his mouth twitching with amusement. "Well then, perhaps I can show you around myself?
"That would be so nice!", Peter said.
Dan took a moment to what seemed like to light a cigarette.
He placed the cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and he slowly lit it, then he took a deep inhale, making the cigarette go up in the corner of his mouth, and then down to exhale. He took another deep drag on his cigarette, making the cigarette go up and down in the corner of his mouth. Then he looked at Peter and found out that he was staring at him. Peter couldn't help but feel drawn to the man's relaxed and confident demeanor.
He watched as Dan smoked the cigarette, the way his lips curled around it, and how he exhaled with such ease. It was mesmerizing.
"I'd love that," Peter finally spoke up, breaking the silence between them. "I could use a local guide to show me the ropes."
"You come from Canada, right?" Dan asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, I flew all the way from there," Peter replied, taking a sip of his tea.
"Quite a journey," Dan commented, blowing a ring of smoke into the air.
Dan left his cigarette in the corner of his mouth the whole time and each time he talked, the cigarette would go up and down in the corner of his mouth. Peter loved that.
It turned him on to see Dan smoking like that, and he couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to sit on his lap while he smoked. Dan's calm and assertive personality was a welcome change from the loud and boisterous tourists he'd encountered in other parts of the country.
As they continued to talk, Dan mentioned a nearby beach that was secluded and perfect for swimming. Peter jumped at the opportunity to see more of the country, and Dan offered to carry him there on his shoulders.
The request caught Peter off guard, but he couldn't resist Dan's muscular build, and he climbed onto his shoulders with a giggle.
As Dan walked through the village, Peter was mesmerized by the sight of the muscles in Dan's arms and shoulders. He could feel the heat radiating from Dan's body, and the sensation was intoxicating. He wrapped his legs tighter around Dan's waist, and Dan responded with a low chuckle.
"Hold on tight, mate," Dan said, his voice deep and husky.
Peter's heart raced as Dan lifted him with ease, his strong hands gripping Peter's legs securely.
Dan's muscles rippled as he walked, his stride sure and steady. Peter marveled at the strength of the man beneath him, feeling a thrill of excitement wash over him. Dan's cigarette was still in the corner of his mouth, and every now and then, he would take a deep drag and blow out a plume of smoke as they walked.
Dan was walking and carrying Peter in front of him, a bit on the side. Peter had his legs around Dan's waist.
Dan's strong arms were holding him tightly, as his muscular body moved with ease. Peter's face was just inches away from Dan's as he watched him smoke his cigarette. Every time Dan inhaled, he would make the cigarette go up in the corner of his mouth, and every time Dan exhaled, he could see the plume of smoke rise above their heads, mixing with the fresh air of New Zealand.
When Dan finished his cigarette, he wanted to light a new one. And he was gonna do it while still carrying Peter in one arm.
With his powerful free hand, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a fresh cigarette. His thick fingers fumbled with the pack, but he finally managed to extract a smooth, white stick. With a practiced motion, he placed it between his lips, in the corner of his mouth, and lit it.
Peter watched, mesmerized by Dan's coordination and strength. The man was truly a marvel, and Peter couldn't help but feel safe and secure in his arms.
Peter became too excited and Dan could feel Peter's hard dick against Dan's waist.
Dan looked down and gave a knowing smirk. He then placed his free hand over Peter's dick and gave it a gentle squeeze, causing Peter to moan in pleasure.
"I can feel you are enjoying the ride," Dan said with a chuckle, taking another drag of his cigarette as they continued to walk.
Peter could only nod, unable to form words as the sensations coursed through his body. He was entranced by Dan's sheer strength and masculinity, feeling completely safe in his grip.
"It's just that Dan, you look very sexy with your huge muscles, and the masculine way you smoke your cigarette," Peter said " and I love the fact that you can carry me in your strong arms for so long!"
Dan smiled, "Mate, I enjoy carrying you and making you feel safe. But if you are getting too excited, I can help you get off while I carry you."
Dan's voice was soft, yet firm, and Peter could feel himself blush at the suggestion. His heart thumped in his chest, and a shiver ran down his spine as he imagined what it would be like to submit himself to this strong, dominant man.
"I would like that," Peter murmured, feeling a wave of desire wash over him. "It feels so good being carried by you."
"Good, because you are going to be spending a lot of time on my arms," Dan chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
Peter's heart skipped a beat at the thought.
They arrived at the secluded beach, where Dan spread out a large blanket and set down a cooler filled with refreshments. Peter marveled at the view - the sparkling blue water and crashing waves stretched out before them, framed by a lush green coastline.
Dan began to remove his shirt, revealing adefined
muscles that made Peter's mouth water. Peter was already flushed with excitement, and he felt his already hard cock press against the fabric of his shorts.
Dan's body was a sight to behold, with his chiseled muscles rippling and shifting under his tan skin. Dan caught Peter's gaze, and a knowing smile spread across his lips as he looked down at Peter's growing arousal.
"Like what you see?" Dan teased, his eyes sparking with amusement.
"Yeah," Peter admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "You have a really hot body, Dan."
Dan chuckled, taking another drag of his cigarette. "Well, thanks, mate.
I try my best," Dan said, a hint of shyness creeping into his voice. He took another drag of his cigarette, a wistful expression crossing his face.
"You've definitely got the right body for it," Peter said, his voice going breathy. He couldn't believe how quickly his attraction to Dan had grown. It was like a damaged dam, suddenly bursting open.
"I try to take good care of myself," Dan replied, a slight blush coloring his cheeks.
They were both only wearing speedos and Dan took Peter back in his arms and carried him. He had Peter in one arm, and his free hand touched the bulge in his speedos.
As he played with Peter's cock through the fabric, Dan couldn't help but marvel at how responsive Peter was to his touch. With every stroke, Peter's head fell back, and a soft moan escaped his lips. Dan could feel the arousal coursing through Peter's body, and he reveled in the sensation.
"Peter you're so hard, I think you need me to help you relief yourself" Dan said with a smile. "Would you like me to help you cum while I carry you and while I smoke a cigarette?"
Dan asked, his voice a husky whisper.
Peter's heart raced at the thought. He knew he should say no, that it was a crazy thing to ask, but the truth was, he wanted it more than anything.
"Yes," Peter breathed, biting his lower lip.
Dan's eyes lit up at the answer, and he carried Peter to a secluded spot on the beach, away from prying eyes. He carried Peter with one arm and reached into his speedos, with his free hand, pulling out his hard cock.
Dan started stroking Peter with his thick, calloused fingers. He could feel the intense heat radiating from Peter's body, and it sent a rush of blood to his already hard cock.
Dan couldn't help but wonder how it would feel to taste Peter, to run his tongue over the head of his cock and hear Peter's moans as he pleasured him. He leaned down, and took Peter's dick in his mouth. Dan was still carrying Peter in his arms and now sucking his dick at the same time.
Peter couldn't believe what was happening, it felt like a dream. He closed his eyes and let out a low moan as Dan took him deeper into his mouth. The sensation of Dan's lips and tongue on him, combined with the warmth of the sun on his skin and the sound of the waves crashing in the distance, was overwhelming.
Peter reached down and buried his hands in Dan's hair, feeling the soft strands slip through his fingers. He gently guided Dan's head back and forth, setting the pace of their encounter.
Dan looked up at Peter with a mischievous glint in his eye, keeping one hand on Peter's thigh and the other wrapped around his waist. Every now and then, he would take a break from sucking to smoke a puff of his cigarette, which only added to the intense sensation.
Peter was in pure bliss, feeling the waves of pleasure wash over him as Dan brought him closer and closer to the edge. He could feel his body tensing up, the small hairs on the back of his neck standing up as Dan continued to expertly work his cock.
And then Dan did something incredible. He was carrying Peter in his arms, and sucking his dick at the same time. But now Dan put his finger inside Peter's ass!
He pushed it in gently at first, but then picked up the pace, his finger sliding in and out of Peter's tight hole. The sensation was unbelievable, Peter felt his legs shaking and his cock twitched in Dan's mouth.
"Dan," Peter gasped, "What...what are you doing?"
Dan pulled away from Peter's dick for a moment, keeping his finger buried inside him.
"I want to make you feel as good as I possibly can, mate," Dan said with a wink.
"I promise I won't stop until you eventually cum."
Peter let out a strangled moan of pleasure, feeling his body tensed up even more. He closed his eyes and just surrendered to the sensations coursing through him. The sweet blend of Dan's lips on his cock, the warm sensation of Dan's tongue swirling around his tip, and the occasional puff of Dan's cigarette that tickled Peter's senses, became a symphony of pleasure that left him breathless.
Peter couldn't believe he was here, alone on a secluded beach with the man of his dreams, experiencing a level of intimacy he had never known before.
The water below glimmered under the setting sun, and the cooling breeze caused goosebumps to rise on Peter's skin. He wrapped his arms around Dan's neck, feeling his heart pound faster as he gave in to the impending orgasm.
"Oh Dan, I'm going to cum," he whispered, his voice hoarse.
Dan responded by sucking him deeper into his mouth, his finger working its magic in perfect rhythm. Peter couldn't hold on any longer, and with a loud cry, he let go. Waves of pleasure washed over him, and his entire body shook as he came hard. Dan didn't miss a beat as he swallowed every last drop, his finger still buried inside Peter.
Peter was weak, but Dan held him up easily, a smug grin on his face. "Feeling good, mate?"
Peter could only nod, barely able to speak.
His entire body felt like it was on fire, and his legs were still shaking from the intensity of the orgasm. Dan's warm embrace was the only thing keeping him upright, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude towards the man who had just taken him to new heights of pleasure.
"I hope you enjoyed that," Dan said with a satisfied grin. "I told you I wouldn't stop until you came, mate."
Peter's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were still wide with shock.
"Let me take you for a swim now Peter." Dan said.
He carried Peter to the edge of the water and slowly waded in. The waves gently lapped against their skin as they submerged themselves in the cool, refreshing water. "This feels amazing," Dan exclaimed, his broad shoulders gliding effortlessly through the ocean.
Peter agreed, feeling rejuvenated as the water level reached his neck. He wrapped his arms around Dan's neck, feeling a sense of comfort and safety that he hadn't felt in a long time. Dan rested his chin on Peter's shoulder and kissed him gently.
"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, mate," he whispered. Peter's heart fluttered with excitement as Dan's lips moved against his skin. He felt like he was in a dream, unable to believe what had just happened.
As the sun began to set, turning the sky a brilliant shade of pink and orange, Dan carried Peter back to the beach. They laid down on the large blanket and watched the stars appear in the sky. Dan lit another cigarette and made Peter sit on his lap so that Peter can watch him smoke.
Peter's head rested on Dan's broad shoulder, and he watched the way Dan's lips curled around the cigarette and how the smoke rose above their heads. The sensation was soothing, and it lulled Peter into a state of tranquility. The sounds of the waves crashing in the distance and the brightness of the stars above made him forget about his travels and his worries.
Peter couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment with Dan. He was strong, confident, and caring - all the traits that Peter admired.
"Peter, have you ever been fucked before"? Dan asked.
The directness of his question took Peter off guard. He hesitated before responding, wondering what it would mean if he acknowledged his inexperience.
"No," Peter finally said, looking away. "I haven't."
He could feel Dan's muscles tense beneath him, and he knew that he had just opened up a can of worms.
"I can show you, if you want," Dan offered, his voice low and steady.
Peter looked back at Dan, his eyes searching for any sign of hesitation or discomfort. But all he saw was determination and a burning desire to please him.
"It might help you relax if I fuck you while I carry you, and while I smoke cigarettes. Would you like that Peter?"
Dan asked, his voice smooth and reassuring.
"I've never done anything like this before," Peter admitted, his voice still hesitant.
"It might be intimidating, but trust me, it will be an experience you won't forget," Dan assured him.
Peter hesitated for a moment before nodding, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness wash over him.
"Okay," Peter finally said, his voice throaty.
He felt a rush of anticipation as he considered what it would be like to explore this new territory with Dan.
He could see Dan's eyes gleaming with excitement. "Great!" Dan exclaimed. He carried Peter back to the blanket they had previously used, and Peter lay down on it, his legs sprawled wide open.
Dan knelt between Peter's spread legs, his muscles ripple as they stretched over his powerful frame.
Before entering Peter's ass, Dan took a new cigarette and placed it in the corner of his mouth.
He lit it, inhaled deeply, making the cigarette go up and down in the corner of his mouth. Peter loved seeing that as it turns him on so much, and it made him become totally hard. Dan looked down at Peter, his eyes gleaming with desire and anticipation.
"Now, are you ready, mate?" Dan asked, his cigarette was bouncing up and down in the corner of his mouth while he talked, and his free hand lightly stroking Peter's thigh.
Peter nodded slowly, feeling his heart race in his chest. He was nervous, yes, but the excitement racing through him was undeniable.
Dan leaned over him, still holding the cigarette in his mouth, making the cigarette go up and down in the corner of his mouth. And while Dan's free hand reached for the lube that was on the side.
Peter bit his lip in anticipation, feeling his body tremble slightly as he watched Dan prepare himself for what was about to happen. Dan applied the lube to his fingers and began to gently circle Peter's entrance, causing him to gasp involuntarily. The sensation was foreign, yet intimate, and Peter found himself wanting more.
Dan's fingers, slick with lube, moved in slow, steady circles around his entrance, gradually teasing him open. Peter's breath hitched as Dan gently inserted a finger, stretching and readying him. The sensation was like nothing he had ever experienced before. It was a strange combination of pleasure and pain, but the excitement and anticipation coursing through him made it unbearably arousing.
Dan's free hand trailed up Peter's torso, traced a path over his smooth chest, and gripped his chin firmly.
"Mate, I'm going to fuck you now," he said in a husky voice. "You need to tell me if it hurts."
Peter's eyes went wide, but he couldn't find the words to respond. The anticipation was almost too much to bear, and he felt a mix of fear and exhilaration wash over him. Dan leaning forward, and trailing his tongue over Peter's neck sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through him.
The sudden invasion of this new sensation set Peter's heart racing, and he clenched his fists in the blanket beneath him, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
"Are you ready, mate?" Dan asked again, his voice husky with desire.
Peter could only nod, unsure of the words to express the beautiful chaos that was coursing through him.
Dan positioned himself over Peter, and slid a finger inside him again, this time preparation him more thoroughly. Peter let out a whimper as Dan's prepared him, his body tensing for the sensation was intense.
But the pain soon subsided and was replaced by a feeling of fullness that Peter had never experienced before. Dan leaned down to nibble his earlobe, sending shivers up Peter's spine.
"Feel good, mate?" Dan asked, his tone low and husky.
"Yes..." Peter breathed, his voice barely audible. "I think so..."
"Are you ready for more?" Dan asked, his body shaking slightly as he brought himself closer to Peter.
Peter could hardly speak, his body shaking with the urgency of the question.
"Yes, Dan," Peter managed to whisper, his voice low and husky.
Dan smiled, letting out a low moan of satisfaction. He then pressed his hard cock against Peter's entrance and slid inside him, slowly, inch by inch.
Peter's eyes widened at the sensation, a mix of pleasure and pain flowing through his body. He gripped onto Dan's shoulders, his legs wrapping around Dan's waist, pulling him deeper inside of him.
Dan's movements were slow, deliberate, and Peter could feel every inch of him stretching him open. It was painful, yet he craved for Dan to go deeper.
Dan put his dick completely inside Peter's ass and stood up.
He wanted to give Peter a ride while carrying him and smoking cigarettes. He lifted Peter in his strong arms and began to sway their bodies back and forth. Peter let out a gasp at the feeling of being lifted and fucked so effortlessly. His head fell backward, and he closed his eyes as Dan began to thrust deeper, filling him up with an overwhelming sensation that he never knew existed. Dan's movements matched the rhythm of his breath, and his free hand held onto Peter's thigh, digging his fingers in and leaving marks.
Peter was lost in the ecstasy of the moment, his mind blank and his body trembling with pleasure. Dan's every thrust was a reminder of his own strength, and Peter felt small and protected in his arms.
The feeling of Dan's hard cock hitting every nerve inside him, while he smoked the cigarette made the experience more erotic and exciting for Peter. He could smell the faint aroma of tobacco, mixing with Dan's own musky scent.
Peter opened his eyes and looked at Dan, who smiled at him with mischief in his eyes.
Dan reached for a new cigarette, taking a drag and letting the smoke slowly seep out of the corner of his mouth. Peter could feel Dan's cock twitching inside him as he smoked, adding another layer of pleasure to their lovemaking.
Dan carried Peter effortlessly, while his other hand stayed on Peter's thigh, marking his territory. Each thrust was intense and deep, causing Peter to moan and gasp under his breath. Dan's movements were strong, confident, and commanding - just like the man himself.
"Are you enjoying how I'm fucking you Peter?" Dan asked.
"Oh god, yes," Peter whimpered, his body trembling with pleasure.
"I hope you can handle this," Dan said, his brow furrowed as he increased the tempo of his thrusts. "I don't want to hurt you, but I can't control myself with you."
Peter let out a high-pitched moan, his back arching as he adjusted to Dan's movements. He could feel every hard inch of Dan's cock rubbing against his prostate, sending waves of intense pleasure through his body.
"I love your big muscles Dan" Peter said. "I love touching them, feeling them and looking at them. They are so big and strong! And I can't believe you're carrying me all this time!
It's so hot," Peter said, gasping for breath as Dan continued to thrust deeper and harder. Peter's muscles clenched around Dan's cock, pulling him further in as Dan carried Peter across the sandy beach.
Dan let out a low growl of pleasure, his movements faltering momentarily. "You're so fucking tight, Peter. I can barely hold myself back."
Peter's heart raced as he looked into Dan's eyes. They were filled with an intense desire, one that stirred a deep yearning within Peter.
"I think I will cum again soon Dan!" Peter declared.
"Let me light a new cigarette Peter and then I'll make us both cum." Dan said.
Dan reached into his backpack and pulled out a fresh pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He put the cigarette in the corner of his mouth while carrying Peter with just one arm. He lit up the cigarette. He took a long drag and made the cigarette go up and down in the corner of his mouth.
He left the cigarette in the corner of his mouth and smiled at Peter, whose body had already started trembling with anticipation.
"Ready for me to make you cum again while I carry you?" Dan asked, with a wink.
Peter whimpered and nodded, unable to speak. Dan took another drag of his cigarette, still keeping the lit stick in place as he resumed his slow, intense thrusts. Peter melted into Dan's touch, surrendering himself as Dan held him in one strong arm and reached around him with his free hand, rubbing gentle circles between Peter's shoulder blades.
"That's it, mate.
Just let it all go," Dan cooed, as his thrusts grew more urgent.
Peter could feel himself climbing closer and closer to the edge once again, and the thought of Dan's cum filling him up sent another shiver down his spine. He dug his nails into Dan's shoulders, feeling him tense and grow even harder inside of him.
Dan's thrusts became more erratic, more desperate as his own climax approached. He bucked his hips, and the force of his thrust caused Peter to cry out in pleasure.
Dan's movements were fierce, and the cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth bounced up and down in rhythm with his hips. Peter's eyes widened with each thrust as his orgasm came crashing over him. He gripped Dan's shoulders tightly, and his body convulsed as wave after wave of pleasure swept through him.
Dan carried Peter into the water, the waves crashing against them as the moon reflected off the surface. The cool water was a welcome relief, and Peter's body felt like jelly. Dan leaned against a rock formation, carrying Peter with one arm wrapped around him.
"Peter, would you like to spend the night at my house?" Dan asked, "I have a big bed, and I'm a good cuddler!"
He chuckled, thoroughly enjoying the way Peter's cheeks turned a deep shade of red.
"Oh Dan, I didn't realize we'd been talking about...that," Peter stuttered, looking away sheepishly.
"Well don't worry," Dan said with a smirk. "I'm happy to share my bed with you, that is, if you're okay with that."
"I would love to," Peter said softly, looking up at Dan with a shy smile. Dan said with a a dominant confidence.
"Good.", Dan said. "Let's get dressed, and let me carry you to my place".
Dan said, as he slowly pulled out of Peter, savoring the last sensations of pleasure before they got dressed.
They got dressed and Dan effortlessly picked up Peter in his strong arms, carrying him like a child. Peter wrapped his legs around Dan's waist and his arms around Dan's neck
As they walked to Dan's place, Peter couldn't help but admire the muscles rippling in Dan's arms and chest with each step he took.
"You can touch my big muscles Peter if you want, while I carry you." Dan said.
Peter didn't hesitate, he started running his hands over Dan's muscles, feeling the heat coming off of him and the power contained in each one. Peter couldn't believe the strength of this man, and he couldn't believe he was being carried like a child. It did make him feel safe, though.
"You like that?" Dan asked with a grin as Peter grazed his fingers over his thick biceps.
"Yes, I love it," Peter replied eagerly.
Dan was about to light a cigarette. But he didn't stop walking, he just shifted Peter's weight in one arm and reached in his pocket et took out a cigarette.
He put it in the corner of his mouth, and Peter couldn't help but watch the way it moved up and down as Dan spoke, adding to his charm.
"Do you mind if I smoke?"
Peter shook his head. He didn't mind at all, in fact, he found something oddly sexy about the way Dan smoked, the way Dan kept his cigarette in the corner of his mouth, it was incredibly exciting. He expressed that to Dan while he was lighting his cigarette.
"Thank you, Dan," Peter said, resting his head against Dan's chest. "That was amazing."
Dan chuckled, his voice deep and rumbling. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, mate. I love smoking while I have sex, and I love that you get turned on by it".
Dan said, puffing on his cigarette, his lips curled up in a satisfied smile.
"It adds an element of danger and excitment to our lovemaking, doesn't it?"
Peter nodded eagerly, his own cock twitching as he watched Dan inhale deeply.
"I love the way you look when you smoke, Dan" Peter said, his voice soft and barely audible.
Dan chuckled, and tilted his head to the side.
"Well I'm happy to keep smoking if it pleases you, mate"?
Dan held Peter's body tightly and carried him as he continued walking. He left his cigarette in the corner of his mouth. The cigarette would go up and down in the corner of his mouth each time he puffed, and Peter loved that a lot!
Dan loved that Peter found sexual arousal in his tobacco cravings, the man was wild for it.
Dan took another drag from the cigarette and Peter watched as the ash grew longer, before Dan tapped it into the sand.
Carrying Peter on one arm while holding a lit cigarette, Dan moved gracefully through the sandy beach to his home. Peter held on tight to Dan's muscled body as he took short romantic stroll. His house wasn't far from the coastline, but it still took a few minutes to reach there.
Dan carried Peter leisurely, allowing the cool evening air to cool their heated skin. The moon bathed the landscape in silver, making the journey romantic and surreal.
"Wow," Peter said, leaning his head on Dan's shoulder. "This is beautiful."
"Welcome to my little slice of paradise," Dan answered warmly, still smoking his cigarette. "It's a little humble, but New Zealand is a peaceful country.
As Dan carried Peter inside, he noticed that Peter's underwear was wet and it was precum around his hard dick.
"Looks like you enjoyed the ride", Dan teased, his voice filled with amusement.
Peter's cheeks turned bright red, and he looked down at his underwear, seemingly embarrassed by the wet patch. "Sorry," he mumbled, looking up at Dan through his eyelashes.
"Don't be sorry," Dan said, "It's hot. I like that I still turn you on."
Dan's words made Peter's heart skip a beat, and he couldn't help but feel grateful for Dan's acceptance of him and his desires.