"Beach Bonding 2: Dadchelor Party" is a special illustrated crossover story that takes place between
At 13,000 words, it is the longest story I've written to date!
The main characters of both stories go to Cancún to celebrate Rory's dadchelor party as he's about to become a father. With multiple sex scenes and narration by all characters, it follows the style of the original "Beach Bonding" and takes it even further!
It contains the X-rated versions of the illustrations below plus more.
Here are a couple of teasers to give you a taste...
"You fuckers are insane," I said as we got to our seats on the plane, and I finally had a chance to catch my breath. My brother's little adventure almost made us miss our flight, so we had to rush here.
"Hey, when you gotta go, you gotta go," Owen said offhandedly, as he sat by the window. On his left, my brother took the middle seat, and I sat by the aisle.
"I have a baby on the way, I can't afford to be arrested," I said, still laughing about how crazy this was. "Aren't there cameras there?"
"Maybe not right at that spot," Taylor said. "I'm sure that guy knows best. Either way, he'd be in way more trouble than us, and hey, he wanted it."
"I repeat: in-sane," I said to my brother's face, before turning and making myself comfortable.
Pretty soon, we were taking off. Now that he'd freshly shot his load, my brother relaxed and kicked back next to me, as Owen played a game on his phone.
Living with my brother and his husband, I'd developed quite a good gaydar. Indeed, sometimes it felt like I was only surrounded by gay guys. This happened again when the flight attendant came to offer us drinks, and I could tell right away that he was gay.
"Three mimosas, please," Owen ordered, surprising me. It was still early in the morning, but I guess land rules don't apply here. "We're celebrating," Owen added.
"Oh, what's the occasion?" the young flight attendant asked keenly.
"My brother's about to be a dad," Taylor said and ruffled my hair affectionately like I was still a kid.
"Aw, congratulations. I'll be right back with those drinks."... (continues)
On our last morning in Cancún, I woke up in bed next to my father.
It took me a while to remember how I got here. The night before had been pretty intense. The five of us celebrated our last night together in Mexico. People kept ordering tequila shots and toasting to Rory becoming a dad in a few days.
I looked under the cover and realized both Dad and I were naked. I smiled and crept out of his bed.
Out on the balcony, up on the top floor where no one could see me, I let the morning breeze clear my thoughts... (continues)