Chapter 111: The Best Money Can Buy

Parking Garage, Dayton Beach, Rorter Parkway, Baltiney, New York...

 Roaring of various car engines filled the ears of Dean Hudson as he found himself traveling through yet another parking garage with Ken Ryker as they headed toward the beach he'd been going on about ever since their shopping trip, which included swim shorts and flip-flops in addition to school clothes and a cooler packed with beer, sodas, and snacks. Ken had also purchased a blanket for them to sit on along the sand although Dean had not gathered why that would be necessary. The young lad didn't know much about the beach given he'd been from Kansas and lived most of his life inside a trailer park with drug addicts and sex-crazed fiends. He did his best to put his past life with bullies and Clint Hudson behind him despite knowing all too well that he'd been better off without the bastard, he'd been the only father figure he'd ever known until he sold him off to sex traffickers to get out of a good deal of gambling debts.

Dean continued to follow Ken, who'd been dressed in long blue swimming trunks and wearing black flip-flops since he'd elected to get dressed in the parking garage. Dean had done the same trailing after the older man who had been expertly carrying the blue cooler he'd purchased in both hands as they made the trek toward the elevator. Dean's attire had been yellow swim trunks and flip-flops despite his being uncomfortable changing in the garage beforehand. 

 It was strange to be like all those people on his old television shows he used to watch while sweating up a storm back in his bedroom in the old trailer, the characters always seemed to have a good deal of money and did things like go to spend a hot afternoon at the beach. He wondered briefly what everyone who had known him in Bushwah would say to see him now, going to a beach for the first time in his young life and with a handsome wealthy man who cared for him no less. 

Dean filed into the elevator alongside Ken who seemed to be as in his element en route to having a good time at the beach as he'd been in a boardroom back at Kennison Towers. Both of them knew their whimsical quality time moments would be in short supply when it came to Ken getting back to work and Dean heading off to school. They'd known all too well that things would change even more once Ken and Valencia got married and the baby arrived, but they decided to enjoy the time they had to themselves. Ken had no plans to end his arrangement with Dean, and Dean wouldn't give up Ken without a fight no matter what his family had to say about it. 

They managed to make it to the upper level where the beach could be easily accessed away from the parking garage and Ken rather casually chose a nice spot for them with a good deal of privacy and a nice view of the water without being too close. He had no idea if Dean knew how to swim and didn't wish to cause an incident on the lad's first day at a beach. 

Dean watched Ken place the cooler into the smooth sand and spread out the dark blanket he'd purchased and dragged along. Ken smirked as he set everything up right down to the odd-looking large umbrella for shade and laid down on the blanket after kicking off his flip-flops and popping open a can of ice-cold beer. It was still a bright and beautiful sunny afternoon and the cool breeze brought in by the waves had done wonders for them. 

The blond lad elected to join Ken on the spread-out blanket and took a moment to view the ocean. He didn't see very many people and those he had seen were curiously spread out over the beach in designated areas. Ken popped the top on a soda and passed it to Dean as he sipped his beer and looked out over the beautiful vast ocean marveling at the simplicity that made the afternoon all the more special in his eyes. 

Dean sipped his soda and watched the ocean froth and wave as Ken was content for the time being despite not knowing what to do at a beach given his lack of experience with being at one. 

"You know how to swim?" asked Ken with an arched brow as he slowly sipped his beer. 

Dean shook his head as he casually sipped from his soda can. 

"Looks like something else I gotta teach you," remarked Ken with a smirk. 

He didn't seem to mind that a good deal of things he'd shared with Dean had been firsts. Ken drank some more of his beer and placed the can in the cup holder portion of the cooler. Dean had drunk a bit more of his soda and handed Ken his can to do the same with it. The older man smirked as he took the can and placed it in the holder beside his own before grabbing the blond lad and pulling him into a deep kiss. 

While Dean had been caught off guard, he didn't object to it as his young half-naked body began to melt against his lover's and he found himself once more aroused and moaning into the older man's kiss. 

Ken smirked as he slowly pulled back noting the dreamy look on Dean's handsome young face. 

"Still worked up since the changing rooms I see," he remarked noting the tell tale bulge in the front of Dean's yellow trunks. 

He hadn't been any softer himself given how prominent tenting of his own blue swim shorts had gotten the lad's attention. The two of them traded another series of kisses before Ken pulled back a second time taking note of the sun and Dean's notoriously pale skin. 

"You got the sunscreen I gave you to hold?" he asked. 

Dean nodded absently and began a rather clumsy search for the tube in the pocket of his swim shorts. He passed it to Ken who quickly opened it up and splattered some on his hands before suddenly rubbing the rather odd white lotion onto Dean's chest and belly. The blond lad moaned at the sensation of Ken's rough hands moving along his bare skin as the older man continued to ensure he'd been properly protected from the harmful rays of the sun. 

Dean sighed as he enjoyed the small manner of massage that came from Ken's rough hands moving along his body. Ken finished up and put a bit on himself before turning his attention back to capturing Dean's lips in yet another heated kiss as the lad leaned into him desperate to be closer as their bare chests pressed against one another in the wake of the new exchange.

The blue eyes of the younger lad had been filled with lust as he reached for Ken's face delivering a good deal of heated kisses of his own before allowing the older man to lay him back onto the blanket as he towered above him still kissing along his neck and chest amid the open air and rough sand of the beach. There had been little shade from the umbrella but Dean could care less as Ken's kisses had begun to get the better of him. 

He moaned aloud as Ken gripped the lad's slender hips and managed to pull down his yellow swim shorts causing his average-sized pink cock to spring forward jutting out with dire need as Ken continued to have his way with the lad's body. The older man smirked as he watched Dean squirm with need beneath him. It never ceased to amaze him just how much of an effect his touch had on the younger blond. 

Dean had already been leaking all over his thighs and the blanket respectively making Ken all the more eager to be inside him. He discarded the lad's flip-flops and shorts leaving the handsome younger man naked before his lust-filled dark brown eyes and manuvered to place more sunscreen along the lad's lower body making Dean whimper in the process.

While he'd been all for Ken having his way with him, Dean remained a bit nervous about having sex on the beach and out in the open no less, the older man smirked as he pulled down his own blue swimming shorts exposing his massively thick cock as it pulsed with need hovering just over Dean's smooth belly. 

"No need to worry about exposure baby, this is a nude beach," Ken admitted. "One of the best money can buy, set the whole thing up while you were still picking out your outfits at the mall."

Dean narrowed his blue eyes at Ken and shook his head, he might have known his wealthy horndog would have arranged for them to be at a place where he could openly have sex with him and not be disturbed. 

"But this is a public place, and you said you made a reservation for it, w-what if your family finds out?" he asked suddenly stricken with concern about Ken's relative boldness when in public. "Won't they use this against you to have you committed?"

"Ain't under my real name...besides I highly doubt they'd venture to a nude beach just to fuck up my day, they got what they wanted with me being set to marry Valencia and their getting the grandchild they always wanted, I never said anything about stopping my life for their amusement. "

"Fucking Horndog...." he remarked just as Ken slid between the lad's pasty thighs. 

He let out a low gasp once Ken's thick cockhead pushed passed his sodden folds. The older man groaned into his mouth as he captured his lips in another heated series of kisses to further add to the heat of the moment. 

"So fucking' hot....and wet...I knew you had a thing for being an exhibitionist baby, that afternoon fucking you on the hood of my car was quite the indicator." remarked Ken as he continued to slowly pump his cock between Dean's slender pale thighs. "You like the possibility of being watched don't you, Joyboy?"

Dean whimpered as he found himself slowly being jolted along the blanket, his cheeks turned bright red and his skin heated something fierce in the wake of Ken's teasing observation of him. He wrapped his legs around Ken's body taking him in deeper in the process as he began to lose himself in the lust the older man had provoked in him. 

It wasn't as if he'd been an intentional exhibitionist, Clint had often shoved his cock in the lad's pale ass with his so-called friends present, all high and all eager for a turn inside the moaning lad. The many eyes that had been on him in the strange place had made it all the worse for Dean and he'd grown quite accustomed to being watched. His work on the street corners and having been reduced to having sex in public places made it guaranteed that someone somewhere would be watching as yet another round of men's eager cocks invaded his tight pale ass no matter the location. 

He supposed being with Ken and in Spyder's little stable had only amplified his tendency to lean toward public sex and the subsequent rush that came from getting off on it. Ken groaned as Dean's tightness clenched around him, still slick and hot from what the older man had recalled from their previous encounters. 

"Fuck..." hissed Ken as he began to increase his pace while pumping steadily inside the younger lad's tight depths. 

Dean bit his bottom lip as he moaned in the wake of Ken's thick cock continuing to pummel his sodden depths. 

"You promised...." he managed recalling briefly that Ken had propositioned him with anal sex when they'd been in the mall. 

Ken groaned closing his eyes as he relished his favorite blond lad clenching around him all the more. 

"Just a little longer baby, I need it nice and wet," whispered Ken in Dean's ear before capturing his lips in a series of heated kisses leaving the younger lad winded in the process. 

The warm beams from the sun and the cool breeze from the ocean's waves only intensified the bliss that filled the younger blond lad as he decided that he'd liked being at the beach, and he'd liked sex on a nude beach all the more when it had been with Ken Ryker. While he had not been a big fan of the roughness of sand, Ken's deep pounding of his sodden sex had always been a turn-on for him.