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Chapter 11 - Sex on the Beach

“No more apologizing, it’s okay... I’m not so infallible Lorelai, we both messed up. I should have told you it was Rory there with Dean... I shouldn’t have tried to hide that from you. I’m sorry about that."

Lorelai heard Luke’s words in her head from the night before. Her heart raced and her mind reeled.

“Was that your, your... your guy?”
“He’s at some club, drunk, I’m just going to go get him, bring him home.”

Dean. His name burned into her brain, like it was a giant sign above a marquee with light bulbs outlining all the letters. Luke was with Dean. Dean Forrester, the boy that had been her daughter’s first boyfriend... the boy her daughter had been seeing until the previous night. Luke and Dean... It didn’t make sense to her. She knew Dean was capable of anything, he’d displayed that over the years, but Luke was the wild card. Now she knew why he couldn’t tell her... Because she and Luke would be over and that would be it.
But she wasn’t ready to be sure, wasn’t ready to say it was over. There must have been a million excuses flying around in her brain, Luke could have said it was his boyfriend at the club needing help, to protect Lorelai, when it may have really been Rory. That would make sense, seeing as whoever had called, called her house before Luke’s cell. She had to find out the truth, and there was so way in hell she’s be talking to Luke about it.
It was early afternoon and she had just gotten home from the airport. Rory’s therapist suggested sending the girl to a rehab facility. Rory had been close to a mental breakdown, and needed some intense psycho-analyzing. The therapist suggested rehab, saying that the counselors would help the girl sort out her feelings and emotions.

Lorelai gave her daughter two options, Rory goes to rehab like the therapist suggested, or she goes to live with her father. Lorelai was still so hurt from the episode the night before, she couldn’t watch her own kid fall apart. Rory chose to go to rehabilitation, and so Lorelai immediately took her to the airport, to send her to a facility in New Mexico that had an open bed. Rory would be gone for almost three months, getting back just in time to start her next semester at Yale.
After only two hours of sleep the night before, Lorelai knew she should be completely exhausted. Thoughts circling her head kept her awake and alert, thoughts of Luke and Dean, of her daughter. Rory and Dean had been at a gay club the night before, and apparently it wasn’t the first time they had gone. Had Luke been to this club? Oh god, she thought frantically, her heart pounding. She had to find out for sure if this was true...
* * *
Luke was climbing into his truck wearing a new pair of jeans, a pressed blue chambray shirt that brought out his eyes, tucked into his jeans, a brown leather belt with a big silver buckle on and no baseball cap. He had a nice black canvas coat on, opened, and a new pair of brown leather lace-up shoes with a square toe. His face had a few days worth of stubble, but it was expertly trimmed on his neck and face and he looked pleased with himself. Lorelai, from the safety of Sookie’s red Volvo sedan, gaped at the sight of him. It had looked like Luke had gone out of his way to supplement his wardrobe... he looked good. He looked fresh... he looked HOT.
As he pulled away from the front of the diner, Lorelai pulled out of her spot down the street, cringing when she ground the gears, adjusting to the manual transmission. She knew her Jeep would have been easier for her to drive, but Luke would never recognize her in Sookie’s little Volvo.
She followed Luke to an old neighborhood outside of downtown Hartford, it had a cute row of shops and restaurants, with newer apartment complexes in the surrounding area. Luke parked in front of a restaurant called The Golden Galleon, jumped out and went inside. Lorelai stopped the Volvo on the other side of the street and parked in a lot facing the restaurant. She crept up to the front window to peer in, noticed that many of the couples already seated together were the same sex, and enjoying one another’s company. She noticed Dean in a corner booth in the back, nervously shaking his leg, but then stood when he saw Luke walking over.
* * *
Luke could not believe that he had agreed to meet Dean in this neighborhood, it was sort of like the Castro of Connecticut, filled with gay couples and families. He was surprised at the sense of calm he felt when he walked in, and a little of his unease about meeting his boyfriend in public started to lessen. When he noticed Dean in the corner bouncing his knee, he quickly walked over. The boy wrapped his arms around him when he approached, and Luke felt a small thrill, knowing that Dean was happy to see him. When they both sat, Dean plopped down next to Luke and took his hand.
“Lorelai sent Rory away today,” Dean told Luke, looking blindly down at the menu.
“Yeah,” Luke replied, releasing Dean’s hand to lift the menu in front of him up. “Rehab.”
“She wasn’t fucking addicted to anything...” Dean groused, balling his fists under the table.
Luke sighed and set the menu down. He reached under the table to take Dean’s hand and looked at the wall. He gave up a small internal battle and confessed, “This is nice... being out, here.”
Dean looked at Luke in shock. “I thought you were gonna dump me today.”
Luke’s jaw clenched, and he looked Dean in the eye. “We can’t keep doing this, Dean... I’m sorry.”
“Because of Lorelai,” Dean bit out and crossed his arms.
Grudgingly, Luke put his arm around Dean and pulled him into his side. “I’ve liked this... a lot... it wouldn’t have happened if I didn’t. I think,” Luke paused to clear his throat and rub his chest, about his heart. “I think I learned something new about myself.”
“But,” Dean choked out, and leaned his face into Luke’s new shirt.
“But, I think it’s best if we go our separate ways... Dean,” Luke paused to lift Dean’s face by his chin, so he could look into his eyes. “I think you should go away, go off to college, get out of this town. Star’s Hollow isn’t doing anything good for you right now. You gotta get out, don’t be like me.”
“I love you, Luke,” Dean admitted, a few tears slipping out. He collapsed into Luke’s arms, his shoulders heaving.
“I’m an old man, kid,” Luke whispered, putting his nose in Dean’s hair. “I know you can do better than me.”
“One last time,” Dean pleaded, looking up at Luke again. “Before I go, one last time?”
Luke’s pulse quickened. Dean rose up to kiss him, and they shared a brief passionate kiss. “I love it when I kiss you, and your stubble rubs my skin raw,” Dean whispered, placing his hand high up on Luke’s thigh.
“Shit,” Luke muttered, swallowing. “One last time, after we eat... You can’t come into the diner after this, Dean, I can’t do it anymore. You can’t push me.”
“I won’t,” Dean told him and gripped his thigh hard. “I promise. My mom wants me to go stay with my uncle in Bangor, in Maine, I’ll go tomorrow.”
“Thank you,” Luke whispered, dropping his head back against the booth behind him. He thought if anyone told him he would be in the loving embrace of another man, a man he cared for deeply, if anyone told him that, he would’ve brushed it off with complete certainty.
* * *
Lorelai watched, hidden behind a bush by the front window of the restaurant, as her boyfriend held and kissed another man. As their passionate embrace disengaged, Lorelai sat back on her heels, watching a waiter take their order. She wanted to cry, to scream, she felt humiliated, scared, completely turned on and overly excited. She was confused, she didn’t know what to think. It was Dean there with Luke, her brain knew this and yet... they looked linked somehow. They looked like they genuinely enjoyed each others company. And that kiss, that kiss was... it was... whew. She could walk in there right now, break them up, create a scene and end things with Luke. She realized she should do that, if not for herself, then for Rory, but she wasn’t done watching them, she needed--no, wanted, to see more.
The moment Luke rose with Dean, after they paid their bill, Lorelai rushed back to Sookie’s Volvo and hung back, waiting for the both of them to leave the restaurant. Dean went with Luke to his truck, and they drove off, taking a southerly route towards the Long Island Sound. Lorelai followed Luke for about an hour, wondering on and off where they were going, what they were doing. She could see the outlines of Luke’s and Dean’s heads in the truck ahead of her, and neither made an overt movements, it didn’t even look like they were talking.
Like finally pulled up to a private beach sign, about twenty miles from the main highway. Both jumped out of the truck, Luke carrying a blanket under his arm, hopped over a gate that said, “No Trespassing” and continued down a wooded path towards the ocean.
Lorelai could smell the saltwater, and when she opened her door, she could hear the waves breaking and seagulls. Although she couldn’t see the water for all the trees, she followed the two men and hopped the same gate, making her way south towards the Sound.
After walking about a mile through dense forest, the view finally opened up and she walked out to a magnificent beach, completely deserted, aside from the two men about a half mile down the sand, laying out a blanket. Lorelai’s heart raced, and spurred her on, as she jogged down an almost overgrown path in the woods that took her in their direction. She was getting close, and paused when she heard Dean talking. She peaked through a few bushes and noticed that she was incredibly close to Luke and Dean. They had set out their blanket on hard packed sand about 20 feet from the where the tide was coming in. Lorelai carefully knelt down, settling in to watch whatever they had planned.
Luke stared off at the water for a while, his fists resting on his hips as he watched the surf. Dean was laying down on the blanket, the sun shining on his face.
“I love her like mad, and this is the one thing I can’t tell her,” Luke said softly, and Lorelai had to strain to hear him. “So we have to stop, I can’t keep this up anymore.”
Dean scratched his head. “I wish it wasn’t so complicated,” he replied.
Luke inhaled deeply and turned to Dean.
“You look great,” Dean told him, and he must have been smiling, because Lorelai could hear it in his voice.
Luke smiled back, and Lorelai gasped quietly to herself at how genuine that smile was. “Thanks, I thought...” Luke started, looking down at himself. “Shit,” he muttered, and rubbed his chest. Looked away to the water, he continued, “I’m bi... gotta look the part.”
At that, Dean stood and approached Luke. “It’s not just for me?” he asked quietly, not wanting to ruin the moment.
“Thought it might soften the blow, some chick at the department store picked it all out for me,” Luke admitted, blushing a bit. “She said I should go to for a Ty Murray look.”
Dean smiled and looked at Luke’s belt. “Let me guess, Ty Murray is a cowboy?”
“A bull rider, that’s what the girl said.”
“And this is all...” Dean asked, hesitantly, “for me?”
“Well..” Luke swallowed and looked back towards the ocean, “Lorelai had been hinting that some of the stuff I was wearing, was getting old, so I wanted to... you know.”
“Yeah,” Dean nodded in disappointment, looking to the ocean as well. “I get it.”
Luke wrapped a strong arm around Dean and pulled him close. “I used to come here every once in a while when I was in high school, other kids and I would camp out, have sex with our girls, drink a lot of beer.”
Dean just rested his head against Luke, and Luke began rubbing him arm, moving to rub his back. Dean was wearing a sort sleeved button down shirt with a pair of tan cargo shorts, his feet were bare, but a large pair of flip flops were strewn across the side of the blanket.
In a flash, Luke was on Dean, kissing him with full on tongue. Dean looked like he was shocked for a moment, but gave back as much as he got. Lorelai could tell that Luke was battling an intensity that she had never seen, as Luke pulled back and ripped Dean’s shirt open, causing all the buttons to go flying. Lorelai gasped, wishing for a moment that she was Dean.
When the short sleeved shirt came off, Luke quickly stripped the white undershirt from Dean, went back to kissing him and moved to pinch the boy’s nipple with his thumb and forefinger. They were both fighting for control of that kiss, control of their passion, but Luke seemed to win when he unbuttoned Dean’s shorts and tore at them, destroying the zipper fly.
Dean pulled back and inspected his fly, fending Luke off with an arm to his chest, and yelled, “Fuck Luke, you’ve gotta stop destroying all my shit!”
Luke just chuckled and pushed him forcefully down towards the blanket. “Get on the fucking blanket,” Luke commanded. Dean fell onto his ass and then pushed the rest of his clothing off.
Lorelai bit the inside of her cheek when she saw Dean’s throbbing cock, in the light of day. She knew she should feel reviled, but she was only turned on. Lorelai rubbed her thighs together in anticipating of what Luke would do next.
Fully clothed, Luke knelt down next to Dean and pushed him to lay down. Luke bent over a moment, to kiss him, but then rose up on an elbow and moved toward Dean’s cock. The second Luke’s hand closed around it, Dean groaned and dropped his head. Luke had a sly smile on his fake as he squeezed Dean’s cock so hard that Lorelai could see his knuckles whitening. Luke started to move his fist up and down, before pivoting to catch his lip’s in another open mouthed kiss.
As soon as Luke came up for air, Dean gasped. “Take your fucking cloths off,” he said, fighting for air.
“You take ‘em off,” Luke told him casually, laying back. Lorelai could see the impressive bulge in Luke’s new jeans, and wished she was the one leaning over to unzip them.
Dean sat up, giving Lorelai an impressive view of his ass, and leaned over Luke. Slowly, he unbuttoned Luke’s shirt, leaning in to kiss his chest as he released button after button. Luke’s hand casually moved to Dean’s cock, to lightly stroke it as he watched the boy remove his clothing.
Dean pulled the chambray shirt from his pants and leaned down, to lick around Luke’s belly button. Luke reacted visibly, and Lorelai could hear his sharp intake of breath. Dean went to the belt buckle next, but once he got it undone, he placed his mouth on Luke’s bulge, breathing hot air onto it. Luke got up on his elbow’s and reached to place a hand on Dean’s hair. Dean bit down on the bulge and Luke’s hand fisted in Dean’s hair, causing Dean to moan loudly and place his mouth more fully around Luke’s denim clad erection.
“Fucking take it out,” Luke groaned, barely holding onto his control. Slowly, Dean undid Luke’s button and pulled the zipper down the fly. Luke’s cock was covered in navy blue cotton and Dean gasped when he saw them.
Looking into Luke’s eyes, Dean smiled. “I fucking love these man panties,” he told Luke on a chuckle, and moved to yank the tight pants down Luke’s thighs, leaving Luke in his navy blue boxer briefs.
As Dean knelt to divest Luke of socks and shoes, Lorelai felt a sharp pang in her heart. She’d never seen Luke in anything but his plaid boxers, and wondered if Luke bought that underwear just for Dean.
“Can’t wait to get your cock in my ass,” Dean told him, crawling up Luke’s body and trailing his dick along Luke’s thigh. For a few seconds, Dean just thrusted his cock against Luke’s covered erection, and Luke seemed to enjoy thrusting back, and exchanging heated opened mouth kisses.
They were so blunt with the way they interacted, Lorelai wondered if she how it would feel to say cock and fuck like they did. She had her thighs pressed together in an iron lock, and couldn’t help put a finger against the seem of her jeans at her crotch. She felt sharp sparks of ecstasy as she watched the two men on the beach. She was glad she’s worn tight jeans that day, they enhanced the pressure on her wet and pulsing pussy.
When she looked back up, Dean had his mouth around Luke’s cock and was taking his impressing length into his throat, all the way down to Luke’s balls. Luke moaned and thrust forcefully into Dean’s mouth, his fists had an iron grip in Dean’s hair.
“I want to come all over you,” Luke said, thrusting up. “After I fuck you in the ass,” he told Dean. “I’m going to come all over your chest. I want to feel it on me when you fuck me.”
Dean just moaned and pulled back, sitting up. Luke put his hands on Dean, positioning him on his knees. He reached back into his jean’s pocket pulled a bottle of lube out and liberally lubed up his cock and Dean’s ass. He shoved inside with one forceful thrust, causing Dean to shout out.
Sitting back on her ass, Lorelai quickly unbuttoned her jeans and lowered her fly. She stuck her hand in her pants and rubbed her clitoris, biting down on her tongue to not make a sound. Her first orgasm wracked her body when she saw Luke powerfully pounding into Dean, both men red in the face.
Luke fisted his hand in Dean’s messy mob and dragged his head back. His other head held Dean’s side tightly, and he did not let up his relentless pace. Dean was thrusting his ass back and fourth, to meet Luke stroke for stroke, and the sound of skin slapping on skin reverberated throughout the beach.
Lorelai let out a gasp as she shoved two fingers inside herself, but it wasn’t heard due to the loud grunts and slapping skin.
After a time, Luke pulled out and flipped Dean over with super human strength. He locked his fist around his cock and pumped furiously. He started to spurt all over Dean, cover his check and abdomen, and Dean moaned in ecstasy, rubbing Luke’s cum all over himself. Luke bent over and placed a mouth on Dean’s nipple, biting down and licking. He licked a path across his chest and up his neck, ending his assault in another kiss.
Lorelai couldn’t believe her eyes, how much Luke seemed to enjoy the taste of his own cum. She wished she could help Luke lick it all off of Dean. She pulled down her tank top strap and bra cup, and punched her nipple, imaging Luke had his mouth on it.
Back on the beach, Luke was laying on Dean, panting for air. Dean held back his own assault for a moment and rubbing Luke’s back to let him catch his breath. In a few minutes, Luke was on his hands and knees in front of Dean, after having tossed the lube to him. Before doing anything else, Dean rubbed his hands up and down Luke’s ass and licked his asshole by sticking his whole face in the crevice.
“Fuck, Luke,” Dean groaned out. “I want to fucking slap this ass.”
Luke chuckled and pushed his ass out. “Spank me, Dean.”
Dean didn’t hesitate, he sat back on his heels and unleashed a powerful slap to Luke. Lorelai could see Luke’s white ass cheek imprinted with an angry red handprint on it. Luke groaned, grabbing his spent cock and working it.
Dean unleashed two more slaps, one to each cheek, grabbed Luke by the hair and pulled him back, just as Luke he had done to him. “You like that?” Dean asked, panting.
“Fuck,” Luke said, pumping himself. “I’m almost hard again.”
Dean slapped four more times, two to each cheek. “Fuck,” Luke groaned out again, “Don’t fucking stop.
Lorelai could not believe her eyes. She remembered back to when she had been dating Max, and he had liked to spank her with a wooden paddle that had a heart shape cut out of the top. It used to leave little hearts all over her ass. She still had it, stashed away in her Max-box, and wished she had encouraged Luke to use it on her.
Dean spanked Luke, while he rubbed his own cock, and didn’t stop until Luke was bright red. Lorelai was so turned on by his red globes, she wanted to go out to the beach and join them.
After applying lube to himself and Luke’s asshole, Dean kissed both bright red globes and got up on his knees to shove into Luke’s ass.
Luke was up on one elbow, his other fist was still working at his cock, and Lorelai was astounded by the look on his face. Luke was really enjoying this, and she never thought in a million years that he would enjoy the pleasure that a man could give him.
She was on her back now, on the ground, her head turned to the beach where she could still see Dean and Luke. Her top was down to her waist and she alternated tweaking her nipples and stroking her clit. She wanted to know what it would feel like to have Luke in her ass, she had never entertained the idea before, but she had also never seen him like that. Even though he had said otherwise, she was so turned on by Luke’s aggression, she wished he hadn’t saved it all for Dean.
Dean pounded just as furiously into Luke, but fell forward so his chest was to Luke’s back, spreading the seamen around from earlier.
“Tell me when you’re close,” Luke ordered on a shout, pushing his hips back and fourth, to match Dean’s pace. He held his hand on his cock still now, as his thrusts provided fenough riction.
“Your ass is so fucking tight,” Dean told him, extending another slap to Luke’s ass. “I fucking love your red fucking ass.”
Luke just groaned and dropped his head.
“Close,” Dean shouted and pulled out.
Luke fell to the ground and turned on his back. “Fuck! Cum on my cock!”
Dean obliged and after a few quick strokes was blowing his load all over Luke’s cock, balls and lower abdomen.
“Now, fucking lick off,” Luke ordered, and grabbed Dean’s hair to pull him down. Dean dropped to his belly and started to clear the seaman from the skin around Luke’s balls and cock, creeping slowly up. He took his time clearing off Luke’s balls, and then slowly licked up and down Luke’s cock.
“Fuck, that’s nice,” Luke told him. Dean smiled and took his entire length in his mouth. He hummed and groaned from the vibrations. It didn’t take long before Luke met his release and was coming in long hot spurts right into Dean’s throat.
“You taste so fucking good,” Dean told him, before he collapsed on Luke’s chest. Luke circled him with his arms, and both men were asleep below the sunshine within minutes.
Lorelai experienced one last unbelievable orgasm, let out a sigh and put herself back to rights. She drove back to Star’s Hollow with a heavy heart that night.
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