Nick was jolted awake from his lovely dream of walking on the beach barefoot with Ellis by a hand on his arm, shaking him gently. He gave a sigh of unhappiness and sat up from his declined position. "We here?" He squinted at the white-sand burned his eyes.
Ellis got out of the jeep and banged on the hood. "C'mon now Nick! We're at the damn ocean! I ain't ever been here before! Don't think you have neither!" Ellis went around to Nick's side and practically dragged him out of the car, pulling on his suit-jacket sleeve.
Nick laughed at him and yanked his arm away playfully, walking to the shoreline and taking his shoes and socks off, letting the warm ocean-water run over his feet. It felt so good! He reached down and got water in his hands and ran his wet fingers through his hair, making sure there were no fly-away hairs. "Oh my fucking god this is amazing…hey, Kid! Get over here."
Ellis was sitting on the sand, getting his boots and socks off. He dug his foot in the sand and ran full-speed at Nick, tackling him to the ground as he laughed his ass off, getting Nick completely soaking wet. "This is for the time ya took mah flashlight! I STILL ain't got over that."
Nick stared up at Ellis blankly, sort of angry. "I'm completely soaking wet now…you're completely dry…you know what? C'mere." He waved his finger at Ellis and yanked Ellis down beside him, dumping handfuls of water on Ellis' body. "NOW WE'RE EVEN!"
They looked up almost at the same time as a large cruise-ship-looking boat blared its horn from about 2 football-field lengths away. Over a loud megaphone, a man in a blue suit called out to them. "We are going to send a paddle-boat to the shoreline! Please, leave all clothing, accessories, and weapons behind. We cannot risk the sickness being brought on board with the uninfected. Thank you."
Nick laughed and got up, folding his arms over his chest. "They want me to get rid of my three-thousand dollar suit…fuck them!" Nick realized that it was for the best and slowly stripped down to his boxers, unhappy about leaving his suit that held so many memories behind. He could just buy another one…but that wasn't the point.
Ellis felt the same as he slowly stripped to his briefs, crossing his arms over his chest in a modesty he had suddenly gained. "Hey Nick…we still got each other." He shot a crooked smile at Nick and watched as two sailors paddled out to them.
When the boat arrived, Nick and Ellis got into the boat and were decontaminated by a spray-gun the sailors had. It burned a bit, but it didn't matter. As long as they were safe!
Nick helped Ellis out of the boat and onto the ship, holding his hand tightly as he looked around at the pristine cleanliness of the ship. "Holy shit…" He noticed there weren't many people at all. Most of them were the staff, soldiers, and NAVY men. Only a few were female. "I guess this proves that the male sex is stronger than the female sex." He felt an absence in his hand after a minute and looked behind him, finding Ellis being dragged away.
"NICK!" He threw punches at the crew and dashed for Nick, his eyes wide in fear. The crew were separating them, immediately catching on that they were a couple. Homosexuality was frowned upon on the ship.
Nick's eyes went wide and he reached for where he usually kept his gun—strapped to his thigh, but found it not there. He then remembered that they had to strip in order to be allowed on the ship. "LET HIM GO YOU ASSCLOWNS! He's my BROTHER!" He would say anything to get Ellis back, but sadly, it wasn't enough. They knew they weren't related by the way Nick held his hand so lovingly, so tightly.
Hours passed and it became night-time, Nick haven't having heard from Ellis at all since they boarded. He feared he might be being tortured at this very moment. Since then, Nick had been assigned a room with a nice bed, a small table and chair, a closet, and a bathroom with a shower in it. It was nice, but…he had gotten used to sharing things.
He lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. He had been given, in addition to the very nice room, a white t-shirt, and white pants with white socks and white house-shoes. It felt like the damn people on the ship were prisoners, or patients. But the same old question kept invading his mind, no matter what he thought about…Where was Ellis…?
His questions were answered when Ellis was led into the room, bandages all over his arms. The female nurse that had led Ellis in handed him his cleaned mechanic hat and smiled. "Sorry they were so rough on you, sweetie. They do that to everybody. Nicolas…you're next." She left the room, shutting the door.
Ellis smiled widely. "They're just doin' tests is all. After all those tests, they asked me about ya. I said we was engaged and shit. They don't like that too much, but they ain't gonna do nothin' harsh they said. Let's see…they did blood tests, urine samples, fecal tests, which is disgusting as fuck…and they gave me vitamins to help me feel normal again. I can't help but think that they wanted to rape me or somethin' for bein' a homosexual. Ya know, some people do that…this one time, me and mah buddy Keith, we asked his grand-daddy why men were gay. He said that if one was gay, they'd tie him to the back of a truck, a Pickup, mind you, and drag 'em by the dick till it ripped off. It's scary. But, I ain't afraid to love you none Nick."
Nick got up from the bed and grabbed Ellis around the waist, kissing him many times. "I thought they killed you! I still don't trust these mother fuckers. You okay babe…?" Nick hugged Ellis into his chest and pressed his lips to Ellis' hat, kissing it. "You had me scared there for a really long time. Let me go give them a piece of my fucking mind…" Nick had Ellis lie down and wait, covering him up while he went out to the nurses' desk and slammed his fist down onto the counter. "You fucking assholes…how DARE you do that to my fiancé! He was scared to death! If you fucking so much as TOUCH him again…you're dead. Capiche? CAPICHE." Nick felt his hot-blooded Italian coming out of him, his face going red in anger. He walked off, smirking as he heard the nurses mumbling under their breathe about Nick.
Upon walking in the room, Nick saw that Ellis was lying on his side, staring at the wall. "How'd it go Nick?" He held his arms open for Nick to lie in, smiling widely at him. God that SMILE! Such white teeth, pointy canines…it was oddly perfect for the southern boy.
Nick sighed and lay between Ellis' legs, resting his head on Ellis' stomach. "I got my point across and pissed them off. Wanna piss them off even more?" Nick looked up at him and smiled.
Ellis moved a bit and nodded. "I might not suck as much this time around…" Ellis watched as Nick pulled the blanket away and yanked off Ellis' pants and briefs. "Wait, I didn't mean…ahh! Mm…" The mechanic arched as Nick paid attention to Ellis' cock, sucking on it lovingly. "I ain't even hard…!" He was proved wrong when his body began to prove him wrong, his length hardening by each passing moment.
Nick pulled his mouth away, taking his shirt off with a swift movement along with his pants and boxers. Already he was so hard, just from watching Ellis getting turned on by him. "Shirt off." He pointed at Ellis' shirt, watching Ellis take it off.
Many breathy moans later from kissing and sucking on different sensitive parts of the body, Nick held Ellis' thighs in his hands and pressed his cock deep into Ellis, finding it easier this time around. Ellis also didn't pull away, but instead pressed back onto Nick and threw his head back in a moan. "Oh fuck…it feels so good…"
"Yeah? Good." Nick began moving his hips, panting quietly as the pace picked up. Ellis was so tight and hot…it could throw him over the edge any moment. He watched Ellis arch off of the bed in pleasure, moaning loudly as Nick worked his body to the complete full extent, watching him lose it and spurt his white cum all over his stomach and chest. Such tightness was too much for Nick and he soon orgasmed, calling Ellis' name sweetly.
Once they came down from their pleasured-highs, Nick pulled out of Ellis and laid on him; resting his head on Ellis' chest as Ellis rested his hand on the back of Nick's neck.
"I'll tell them we were the last ones ta survive. After all, they worked their way from the North down to the south, and we sure are south now!" Ellis kissed Nick's sweaty brow over and over again, the sight of a soon-to-be free, normal life calling to him with Nick.