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Joe and Nicky were eating snow cones while strolling along the beach, hand in hand, enjoying some downtown alone.
They'd decided to go completely tourist this time. Joe had talked Nicky into buying all new clothes after spending two years on a mission in the same clothes. Joe was wearing a pink tank top with red shorts, a cap backwards with the mandatory curl sticking out and sandals, while Nicky was wearing, if you asked him, a brilliant fuchsia, magenta, and purple Hawaiian shirt together with sandals and cargo shorts. For once, Joe didn't complain about the cargo shorts because he was more than very happy to see some of Nicky's creamy skin after two years in pants.
Nicky was making little humming noises of satisfaction as he nibbled at his snow cone. The snow cone was gold, orange, and red matching his Hawaiian shirt. His hair bobbed in the light wind, and whenever his eyes looked at Joe, it was with a look of love that made Joe fall in love all over again with Nicky.
"What kind did you get?" Joe asked as he slurped on his own snow cone. "It sounds like it tastes good."
Nicky looked up, distracted from his gastronomic delight.
"Pineapple and tangerine," Nicky replied. "Want a bite?"
Nicky's eyes flirted at Joe as he lifted his snow cone to him. Nicky held up the snow cone teasingly to Joe's lips to offer him a bite, which he took. Joe sucked off a little bite of the ice. It was sweet, tart, and tangy, sunshine bright like Nicky.
"Taste good," Joe said. "You my love, still know what tastes good together."
"Thank you," Nicky replied. "What kind did you get?"
Joe held up the snow cone in his own teasingly way to Nicky's lips to offer him a bite, which he took. Nicky nibbled a bite off Joe's snow cone, just where Joe's lips had been. While doing it, Nicky didn't take his eyes off Joe, and the way Joe looked at Nicky with pupils wide blown, Nicky knew he had succeeded in seducing Joe once again.
"I taste grape and... I better taste again," Nicky said before he nibbled at Joe's snow cone again. "Grape and kiwi. I should have known it. You always love that combo."
"True," Joe replied. "I wonder how pineapple, tangerine, grape, kiwi, and you taste together."
Joe placed a finger under Nicky's chin so he could tilt his head a bit before kissing him. When Joe pressed his tongue against Nicky's lips, Nicky opened his mouth willingly. While kissing, Joe pressed Nicky closer to his body. They broke first apart when some girls giggled while walking past them.
"You taste like a fruit salad," Joe said. "I love it."
"Thanks," Nicky replied. "Incurable romantic."
They resumed walking down the beach hand in hand while eating the rest of their snow cones. The day was bright, the aqua-blue waters of the ocean foamed in frothy waves up onto the beach, and a light wind tugged and tickled at their clothes and skin. It smelled like seaweed, sand and other smells you could only find at the seaside. Even the seagulls sounded like larks today.
While walking, Joe thought that the warm sun brought out the gold in Nicky's skin. Joe puffed up like a cockerel, strutting along, knowing he was walking with the most beautiful man on the beach and completely ignoring all the envious stares that followed them. Nicky was the first to notice that he was a bit ahead of Joe, who had stopped walking. Nicky looked over his shoulder with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Yusuf?" Nicky asked. "Why do I have the feeling you're checking out my ass again?"
Joe's face turned red as always whenever he was caught in the act. To stop himself from turning completely red, Joe jammed the remaining of his snow cone in his mouth, resulting in that he got a brain freeze.
"No!" Joe replied, trying to sound innocent. " I um..." Joe refused to acknowledge the image of how nicely it was to see Nicky's ass in something else than pants. Yes, the cargo shorts were ugly as hell, but they also did wonders to Nicky's ass. "I was... just..."
Joe's face went even redder when he saw how smugly Nicky was looking at him, eyes thoroughly naughty and delighted.
"You're sweet," Nicky said. "Did you get a brain freeze when you ate all that ice?"
Joe nodded while he robbed his forehead. Nicky walked over to Joe, taking Joe's face between his big hands before kissing Joe's forehead.
"I think it helped," Nicky said when he looked at Joe. "You just turned even more red than before. I love it when I can get you to turn all red like a schoolgirl in love."
"And that is one of the reasons why I love you. The way you make me feel," Joe replied. "Now, I fancy something salty. How do french fries sound like? I promise you can feed me."
"Just wonderful," Nicky replied. "I saw a food truck not far from here."
While walking to the food truck, Nicky wondered when the right moment was to tell Joe that he still had the price tag dangling from the bottom of his shorts.